Season's End

I never really took much notice of the Portuguese habit of stating that the seasons begin and end on the equinoxes and solstices, perhaps because in England it can snow in April, rain all of August and get unbearably hot in May. But this week has put and end to summer with a vengance.

I spent a merry afternoon clearing drains, in the rain. Very prudent, you may think, but it was a reaction to the flooded garage during Thursday morning's downpour, due to lack of maintenance. Then I get in the shower and find my so-called tan rubbing off. I hate it when that happens. Will anybody notice I'm cleaner, whiter (pinker!)?

The coincidence of the week was swapping CDs in the car. What came up? "Season's End" by Marillion...