May-be Next Year

So we’re almost at the end of May. And what do we think of it this year?

Well, in Devon, I’m in two minds, which is quite a common occurrence with me as I can be a bit of a ditherer. So I will do a pros and cons list, good and bad points about the month of May.

Good:

Blossom

Nice weather. Spring has sprung

My birthday.

Two bank holidays

Bad:

Blossom reminds me of exams because my step brother-in-law told me that to pass exams you have to have finished your revision by the time the blossom falls off the tree. I still feel anxiety when I see blossom floating in the air…

Horrible weather. Spring has sprung back to winter.

My birthday. Another year older, another year further away from being a little child, a time when there was a whole lot less troubles, at least that I was aware of.

Two bank holidays. Putting myself under pressure to have a great family time when in reality our teenagers just want to hang out with friends not their parents. We live in our isolated pods, not communicating with one another, apart from a few words thrown around in the vicinity of the fridge at odd moments in the day. And the occasional text message.

Yes, I am in two minds about May.

But what about June? At least there’s Wimbledon to look forward to. Come on, Andy.

And yes, I know it’s Bjorn Borg.

bjorn borg