One girl's view

The life of a fifth year is a hard one. Teachers no longer consider this week a holiday but instead see it as an opportunity to issue more homework than usual. So I think I’ll probably be able to breathe the night before I go back to school — haha! Oh, if any of my teachers read this I’m deid...

On to this week’s topic, and what a SAD one this may be. It’s that time of year again people, the time that Inverclyde is completely removed from the sun’s rays and we’re left to our central heating and onesies.

Yes, the winter is quickly approaching and there’s nothing we can do about it.

Let’s be honest, we never really escape winter, but this year seems to be different. Mother Nature has tricked us all into thinking we’ll get some sort of ‘Indian summer’, or at least that’s what the wee wummin at the bus shelter was telling me!

For the past few weeks there’s not really been a brolly or rain-coat in sight. But that doesn’t mean we’re off the hook, as the other morning the wellies were out and I had to tell myself summer was offskies. It’s odd – we all get so depressed. I mean, we live here, so we’re used to being droont. But there seems to be something about the dark mornings and dark nights that really puts us in a big cream puff.

How awful is it going to bed in the pitch black and then waking up in the dark too? Oldies, you’ll probably not know what I mean as you go for a wee 40 winks at all hours of the day.

But it’s amazing how much waking-up in the dark puts us down. We give up before we even get out the house.

To top it all off, the clocks go back very soon meaning it gets dark even earlier! I bet you are all just jumping for joy!

You don’t realise until this time of the year how much the weather affects your mood, do you? On sunny mornings you have more motivation and feel like you could run Inverclyde Council, whereas, in the next few months when you hear that rain hitting off your window at 7am you just want to curl up and pull a sickie.

All I’m saying is, roll on summer!