DaveReading
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I HATE spring, not so much because of what it is, but because everyone goes on about how wonderful it all is and that we should all be farting rainbows about it!!
Well, no, you can take your BBC Countryfile crap with Ma' Ba'er and co practially w*****g over the newly born lambs and stick it up you ar5e, I'm just not interested.
At last! The voice of reason. Summer's great, spring & autumn can be nice, and winter sucks. Any other suggestion is just people trying to be deep and 'interesting'.I'd rather have summer, I love the lightness of clothes and the sun against your skin, whereas in winter I start wearing so many layers, and the days become short. My ideal world would have one month of proper winter with snow, and a month or two of autumn, and the rest would be spring and summer.
Why not let them get on with it? It's none of your business.
And you've beaten them into work and are on time.Yep, Autumn for me. Love this time of year. Though I loved cycling through the snow last winter, that was fun - especially the looks from colleagues when they got in
I cannot seem to be able to avoid it. Here we are on the 1st October ,still a quarter of the year, or indeed almost all of Autumn to go before C********. I have my Facebook full of excite friends who are already counting how many sleeps left, work sorting out Christmas party and asking me if in 10 weeks time what I will want to eat, and that it all before I have ventured into town to do some quite normal shopping.
My wife's Birthday is on 20th December - have you tried buying a birthday card a few days before then?
I find 20-24th December quite long enough to make all arrangements, buy presents and look forward to Christmas. Why go on for three months when three days is quite enough.
If I could avoid it, believe me I would! By the time it gets here it really is just a relief to get it over with for 9 months.
All fine unless someone starts up about Christmas.
Please can we enjoy where we are and not be fixated about half a dozen crap presents and a maxed out sunday roast.