There's always the sun

Crisp wintry weather is upon us and with it the sort of sunlight that would shame the tropics. If it wasn’t for a wind coming apparently directly from the Urals, things would be quite pleasant.

As it is, despite not seeing the sun at all last week, the reaction is to pull the blinds in the office. That’s because with all the glass around outside cladding office buildings, we tend to get more than our fair share of sunlight and as a consequence can’t see the porn we’re downloading properly. This means that come mid-morning, it’s like the opening scene from Blade-Runner round here with blinds dropping and gloom descending in every sense.

We’re like vampires, exposure to sunlight results in crumbling to dust and pallid office-workers hiss and snarl as they drop the blinds and shake coffin dirt out of their hair.