The latest batch of slightly autumnal weather bought on a small bout of home-sickness for Amsterdam. The warm orange glow of cafe lights in the slow-setting dusk as your rode home, the first release of bok beers for the year, the rush of warmth on entering a cafe from the damp air outside.

And then I read this, a post I wrote only one month into my fourth Dutch autumn.

One thing I will NEVER get used to is the utterly-soul-destroying-greyness of winter in this part of the world. I don’t suffer from SADD so much as UFM (Utterley Fucking Miserable). Its ‘the darkness’ Shauny was writing about combined with a limp greyish light that will hang around for oh, six months or so. The sky hangs down around your ears and its oh so damp and grey.

My only glimmer of hope is a nice cold winter with lots of sub-zero temperatures. THEN we get blue skies, sun and dry air!

This morning I took the Flipster to the creche in the dark and rain, and tonight I’ll pick him up in the dark and rain. Despite my enormous investment in mega-wattage for the living room, I’m sitting here in the gloom watching my spirits sink faster than the Titanic. They’ll bob up again sometime in May 2005. Until then expect MISERY (interspersed with brief interludes of happiness from Istanbul, the French Alps etc).

I think thats pretty much cured me of any amsterdam-sickness for now!

Good things about today

The blustery onset of autumn sees Melbournians donning their woolens with a joi-de-vie unique to them. Yesterday on  a quick scuttle down some bluestone laneways we were met by bright yellow scarves, tangerine beanies, and cherry red home knits. This morning cyclists  flaunted their woolens with beanies under their helmets, jumpers pulled to the extremities -both upwards and downwards- and sleeves and gloves clamped down over wrists and fingers.

Meanwhile our chickens are having a feast in the too-rarely rain-soaked back yard, digging for worms, earwigs, slugs and slaters.  The rain has also made it easy for me to get this year’s garlic planted, is giving the washing I just hung out an ‘extra’ rinse and best of all, my shockingly awful ‘bed-hair’ that wouldn’t respond to wax or serum has suddenly settled into ‘textured layers’ all by itself. Clever hair! 😉