It’s snowing… honest to god snowing, huge flacons, they melt before they hit the ground but they look like paper cut-outs of snowflakes they’re so big. I’m going to have to stay inside now… there goes the shopping list, the post office and the bank. I’ll put another episode of ‘Medium’ on the DVD and wait. The juxtoposition is I’ve been looking at holiday rental houses for next summer, you know, Provence, sunshine, swimming pool, big group of friends spending a week living outside amongst the lavender….

I don’t want to wish my life away, but August seems so far away.