Do you remember my post from two weeks ago, when the Beast from the East roared in an attempt to thwart my plans of getting home to Manchester from a clinic in Leeds? And how I was foolishly optimistic about my return stay as it was a fortnight later on a most probable balmy March 16th?
Well this is Leeds this morning:
British Summertime officially starts a week today. I don’t think nature is adhering to our calendrical clock.
I’m starting to think it’s personal.
City Jackdaw 