Another one of those dark days. But at least it’s not like yesterday…
It’s definitely one of those days that it’s difficult to work out how far we have got through this week. Think it’s Thursday. Possibly.
I was outside this morning trying to do my yoga session. I’m sure the yoga vibes lose a bit of meaning across the miles. I follow someone who leads yoga instruction from Austin, Texas. Often she is on a mat outside in the blazing sun. Meanwhile I load up the video desperately trying to keep the iPad dry in the driving rain. The yoga mat is covered in puddles. Any exposed skin is risking frostbite and I’m thinking that two wooly hats was definitely not enough. Don’t you just love Yorkshire. Inside is not a viable option as I can see a dog and cat looking through the window, just waiting to excitedly pounce.
We were outside last night having a late night chat. It was dark, cold, windy and damp.
“Dad why on earth do we live here?”
Absolutely no idea son. I was thinking exactly the same thing.
“We could be sat outside somewhere with T-shirt’s on. We could even be in The Alps walking about in beautiful snow.”
Meanwhile Hawklad we are grimly walking around trying to keep warm while wearing 9 million layers. The waterproofing on our coats has long since been jet blasted off.
“Dad we sound like a right couple of misery heads…..”
I think it’s a Yorkshire thing. That’s why Wallace and Gromit always sound so depressed and seek solace in Wensleydale Cheese.
“Dad NASA are about to make a big announcement about the Moon. Wouldn’t it be funny if Wallace and Gromit were right and the Moon was made of Wensleydale or Stilton cheese.”
Maybe they have found intelligent life there. That would confirm its alien not human…… No one intelligent would choose to live in this weather.
“Dad well it’s better than living on the moon. I hear the atmosphere is quite bad there!”