The sun is shining.

It’s been a while since it’s been like this. I went out for breakfast about 45 minutes ago and it took a second to realise something was different. As I crossed the road, I realised, the sun was shining and it wasn’t cold. In fact it was even close to warm. Spring may well really be upon us. Soon I’ll be able to spend lunch outside again.

I was going to go to Stonehenge this weekend for the spring equinox. One of the guys in work invited me a long and I thought it would be fun. There is full access to the stones and a whole lot of pagan rituals and fun and games like that. It happens to be overnight on Saturday too, so no problems about getting there and back or taking time off or anything like that. I’m still thinking about it but there is a birthday party on which promises to be fun and a couple of people who haven’t been around in a while travelling down.

Before then, tomorrow is St. Patricks day. Of course, there are drinks going on. I’m sure there will be many many many drinks. There are a whole lot of people coming out boozing from work and I’m looking forward to it. I’m not looking forward to Friday morning at all. But tomorrow with a whole lot of good friends is about the best and indeed the only way to celebrate seen as I’m not in Ireland for it…again. Anyway the email has been sent, the troops are preparing to gather and the discussion over St. Patrick being a Welshman has led to much heckling over the coming Six Nations showdown this weekend. This then led to much heckling of Episode III. I don’t quite see the connection myself but the thought stream around here can move pretty damn quickly.

Listening to The Bravery’s selftitled debut this morning. I mentioned that I saw them before, a few months ago late one night in Barfly. They weren’t bad, happy to buy the album on the basis of that, but there really isn’t anything here to live up to the hype they are getting. It’s a decent album and well worth a tenner, but that’s really about it.