This time last year, we were in tee shirts and other cotton garb. We revelled in the sunshine. Oh, how warm it was! How burned was my skin (yes, really; I am photosensitive but nevertheless love the sun)...
This year, my thick, waterproof coat was spattered with rain and snow as I made my way to and from the supermarket today. My nose is running. I'm sneezing. I am wearing thermal underwear. The country is almost 80 per cent snow or rain covered. People are dying in snowy drifts.
Next week heralds British summer time.