Home Comforts -- Number Six: Seasons

In terms of the scenery, I alluded to this a little in Numbers 10 and 8. In Scotland in early September, for example, the signs that a change is gonna come are there for all to see. Browning leaves. Longer nights. Afternoon Sportscene with Dougie Donnelly.

Spring.

Here, we just have to make do with varying shades of green. And that’s all I have to say about that.

Summer.

Light isn’t much of a giveaway either. So close to the equator are we that the difference in daylight between June and December doesn’t even clock in at two hours.

Autumn.

So, with no chance of those glorious (if damp), long summer days we enjoy back in Scotland (and to a lesser extent in Canada), it’s best to make the most of the daylight while you can. Or is it? As I wrote back in September, there are probably only a couple of months, at most, in which one could describe the climate as ‘pleasant’.

Winter.

And so, Scotland, in the immortal words of Delia Smith, let’s be ’avin’ you! January: cold, with snow. April: cold, with rain. July: cool, with a strong chance of rain. October: cold, with aesthetically redeeming features. I can’t wait.