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But I Am Not a Mote

Posted by Deborah Courtnell

 The Telly Yeoman, Invisible Peeping Toms & The Motion Sensor Light

     4.40 p.m. It’s already dark outside. There's nothing quite like the clocks going back to remind you how impotent and small you are in the Great Scheme of Things.

     Happily I am not afflicted by Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) but I know many people who are and I know that it's at this exact time of year they begin to feel 'it' is all rather futile.
Sunset, an hour earlier now it's Winter
I am Not a Mote!

     Because now Winter will set in willy-nilly, as Winter is wont to do. Then Christmas will be upon us followed by the arrival of 2013, promising great things but delivering only January, which has  everyone feeling broke and a bit damp and peeled around the edges.