Stung into action by this thread. Dug two holes for pear trees, finished carving a spoon and planted some winter salad. The warm, virtuous, and dare I say smug feeling is wonderful.
I'm heading into another vein slitting winter in Budapest.
It was a Hungarian who wrote what is claimed to be the most depressing song ever, one that has allegedly driven more people to suicide than any other. Gloomy Sunday.
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I'll see your Gloomy Sunday and raise with this little gem ....
Is anyone else suffering with this at the moment? is it just the dark evenings??
Whilst at work (where I can't do anything) I'm all keen and full of ideas and enthusiasm to make things but by the time I get home I really can't be bothered and it seems such an effort to get on and do something.
Is it just me?
However with all that standing against it, where Hungarians are gloomy on the streets they are swift to laugh at home, amongst friends and family good times will be had and they generally don't start to celebrate Christmas in September, only on Christmas eve are trees decorated, Christmas here is less about getting your child the latest gizmo and more about families getting together. And such get togethers! Pigs, ducks and geese have already noticed the appraising look the farmers and small holders are giving them.
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I'll see your Gloomy Sunday and raise with this little gem ....
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That's interesting because I work with a guy of Hungarian descent whose parents are from South of Budapest, and he has a very good, very dark sense of humour......Until he gets depressed (which is winter time). Then it is a hard job to put a smile on his face. Roll on Spring!