The weather in the UK has been about as fickle as I can remember. From spring flowers – to arctic blast – back to spring (slightly battered) flowers.
I can remember the big freeze of ’62/’63 – the year in which I built an igloo. There’s photographic proof somewhere in the family archive – but I have just wasted 30 minutes trying to find it – and failed. You’ll just have to take my word for it!
The ice on top of last week’s snow, reminded me of that year, but whereas then, the snow lasted for 6-8 weeks, here, it was gone within 48 hours, and today, we are back in springtime once more.
Looking back through the family albums, I was struck by the enormous changes in fashions, over the years. Just think of all those ‘must have’ items that we wouldn’t be seen dead in now. Perhaps we should have invested our money more wisely. Something to think about the next time we get an urge to spend. And, maybe, as Fairtrade Fortnight trickles to an end, we could think a bit more about the people and places which help produce the things we buy… thinking about other people’s lives helps put things in perspective.
Fashions and fads are fickle – but there’s no need for us to be fickle too.