Autumn nights.


…Yeah. And while this is a 6pm shot, it was like this at 5pm. No going back ’til February now, kids!

British Summertime Ends: 2am 25th Oct 2009.


Leaving Tesco last night with our groceries:

Dave: Guess what time it is.
Kat (looking up at the pitch black sky): Umm… 6:30?
Dave: Nope.
Kat: …6?
Dave: Nope.
Kat (meekly): 5:30?
Dave: Bingo.

Eep. It has begun. And sure, it’s certainly only starting to set 15-20 minutes earlier than the shortest day of Wellington winter, but today I’ll be leaving work with a pitch black sky, the street-lights aglow, a cold nip in the air.

I know I blog a lot about this. And the photos will continue. But it blows my mind. I sometimes feel like I live in Alaska. Unless I pop outside at lunch time, I’m not getting any light in my day at all. I already feel anaemic lately, what with the lack of red meat in my diet, but not getting any Vitamin D has got to be a killer.

I’m seriously thinking about investing in a natural light lamp. Probably make me happier than dosing myself with tablets and watching sunny television shows. I think I’m definitely going to get S.A.D. this year.

New Zealand’s back to being 11 hours behind, where I do that confusing “it’s an hour later there, but the other part of the day” thing, and forget to call my mother because I fall asleep thinking she won’t be up yet. The Royal Mail are still striking, and ruining birthday present arrivals. Sure, they’re late, but now they’re super late. And I now know why our power bill will be so much more in winter than in summer, and with our double-glazing, it’s got nothing to do with heating. It’s all lights, baby.

For now, though, it’s my multi-vitamin, a lunch-time stroll, and a lot of forcing myself out of bed.

Autumn nights… take 2.


6:20pm, Oct 20th. It was genuinely pretty dark this morning. It’s still warm enough to cope without my gloves sometimes, and it’s still light until I’m home. On Sunday when we change the clocks it shall be interesting..