Sunny side other

Sitting at my desk todayI glanced out the windows in front of me, through the half opened blinds, and was rewarded, if only momentarily, with a dazzling burst of sunshine emanating from a crisp blue sky. The light faded quickly, obscured by passing clouds, but it seemed a temptingly fine day out regardless.

I made my way outside a little later, for my early afternoon constitutional (I make a point of going for a wander on my lunch breaks - I calculated just how much time I'm spending in my flat at the moment and it's rather scary), looking forward to basking in some rare winter sunlight. Instead I ventured into a torrential downpour and what felt like gale force winds. I've long believed that Chicago is mere pretender to the title of "Windy City" in the face of competition from Edinburgh. Virtually everyone I passed walking into the wind did so at a near 45 degree angle, and those heading in the opposite direction fought bravely to keep their feet on the ground. Some poor souls attempted to shield themselves behind umbrellas. The umbrellas fared poorly.

Fortunately neither wind nor rain nor sleet nor snow is much of a deterrent to me, and I enjoyed my stroll regardless of the tempestuous climes. Upon returning home I dried myself off and changed, another one of life's great pleasures: Changing out of cold sodden clothing into toasty warm attire. Readying myself for work again, I returned to my desk, and glanced out the windows in front of me, at the bright and inviting blue sky outside.

I fancied I heard the sky laughing: "Gotcha suckers!"