Odd really - every day I wake up and think something along the lines of 'turned out nice again' as I look out of the window - I don't pull the curtain across the middle of the bay window as it faces the street and is not overlooked - our house is the tallest and at the top of the slope - it is on a ridge so the ground drops away both sides. Downstairs in the back there is a wall of green, apple trees, the loganberry, a grape vine, a holly tree, upstairs we can see Poole harbour between the houses further down the slope, and the Purbeck Hills beyond.

Here on the South coast of England the climate is mild, snow is usually just a few flakes once or twice a year, and it melts on contact with the ground. We have a few storms, but nothing that would ever make me think it is a miserable day. The positive energy of a storm makes me want to go out and dance, but most days the sun comes out for some of the time - maybe its like the half full/half empty glass - my days are as sunny as my own disposition.

Anne