Old fashioned winter.

I’m not going to waste too much time going on about how things aren’t like they used to be. It’s cold outside and I like it. I just feel a little short changed without having some snow. That’s it. I’m not going to on and on about it. After all, I’m watching cyclocross in Belgium and they’ve had snow today. I can watch it on my laptop and pretend I have snow.

At this point, I think it’s only fair to say that I’ve opened my mini keg of 5 ltrs of beer I bought before Christmas. It’s been in my car boot until now. But now is the time to open it and I think I’m on a session. And as I type, I think I’m half way through. I’ve been watching snooker and now I’m watching cycling in the snow.

At the moment it’s 7th Feb 2021. That means that this year is already worse than 2020. I’m not sure how I’ll make it through 2021, but I expect I’ll muddle through it somehow. How it works out is a mystery to me, but I suppose I’ll be fine – possibly.

I miss the world we could have had. I miss the world we could have. All I can do is feed birds and listen to birdsong, hoping that other people notice how great nature is.

Something makes me think that three pints of beer has affected what I’m doing. But this hasn’t happened before. I’m not even trying to say anything except that I feel robbed by not having some snow.

I’m going to leave this one as it is. It’s short, but I’ve been sold short without having any snow.