My daily scribblings are guided sometimes by circumstances, sometimes by trending topics and sometimes by random thoughts during the course of the day. Tonight my typed thoughts are influenced by the fact that we are experiencing one of our coldest days, it is extremely wet and it has been windy – and we have no power.
You know the moment, that one special and particular moment, the one where you sit down and put your feet up, take a deep breath and let out the “Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!” It is a long one, it feels good and it comes all the way from your toes.
It’s August and that means Cat Nights if you’re Irish – or follow Irish lore at all. Now being August and pretty damn close to mid-August, Cat Nights are associated with summer rather than our Southern Hemisphere winter.