The day of depression descended on the town gently this morning. The deep red sky, much brighter than I have seen for a while rose with the sun and disappeared by the time I grudgingly left the house. Those forced back into reality after the Christmas period slogged along to work, shops, museums or wherever their steps were leading them, few with a cheery smile on their face. It was easy to understand their reasoning. The early brightness reflected against their blue thoughts as the populace reset their minds for the real world.
I have already been informed by one rough Leith type that Scotland is still on holiday and many football matches are shortly under way. I am about to watch one on BBC Alba and regret that down here in the wilderness of England we have to return while sensible people are still on New Years holiday. I am not one to complain you understand...
In spite of the threat of rain, high winds and another named 'storm' I proceeded eagerly to the museum where in spite of my aching knees removing Christmas was made compulsory. This meant clambering on unstable stool to reach high up, without once complaining, and dismembering the plastic Christmas tree, an ungodly Easter European pagan symbol.
Nothing else, outwith abuse from certain staff members, occurred until many minutes past noon when someone came in! She had a query, soon dumped upon the boss, and then proceeded t spend money, I smiled keenly at this. Two other figures appeared in the doorway, glanced at the many leaflets and went away. All this to the joyful sound of non Christmassy music which has filled our ears for several weeks. I choose music fitting the exhibition, an album re 1970 music and the Beatles White Album.
The world returns to normal once again. Next week all the schools will be back, most will have forgotten Christmas, the weather will be dreich, and life with broken new year resolutions will return to the same state it was in a few days ago.
Oh yes and tomorrow Scotland suffers depression and blues as they return to work. Hee hee!
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Here the bureaucrats do not return for work until after Los Reyes...6th January...so the country carries on without obstruction.
I'm still on holidays...busily watching the tennis...The Hopman Cup being held in Perth and the Brisbane International....the Summer of Tennis, which will culminate in the Australian Open. 'Tis my habit/tradition this time every year.
I guess I'm on a continual holiday if the truth be told...
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