The most depressing day of the year for me is the last Sunday of October.
An extra hour in bed, what's not to like?
Apart from not getting an extra hour because the cat wants feeding at 6am. Then there's the halloween brats and the low flying air-bomb repeaters of course. Mischief night, that's another horror to deal with, and the weather becomes sh*t.
Well, sadly, it looks like I jinxed it with my previous post.
We got hit with awful snowy/icy weather, and then Boris (the guinea pig) passed away this evening :'( . He'd been looking unwell for the past couple of days, but even so, I was completely unprepared for him to go this soon...