The first thing I have noticed (well, actually, it has been pointed out to me) is that I am rather loud, especially in the mornings. Whether this is male pattern deafness setting in, I am not sure, but there was a lot of shh-ing going on this morning from my wife and younger daughter, lest I wake the sleeping beast that is our eldest. Since she has been known to create holes in doors simply by throwing a hairbrush, I suppose it was wise counsel.
Secondly, I am remiss in completing my "honey-do" list, a concept introduced to me by a former colleague with an American husband, for whom such things are apparently part of the marriage contract. Normally, my visits to the UK involve a lot of changing of light bulbs. This time, I have at least managed to drain, clean and refill the hot tub. Since it is raining at the moment, I am not sure whether I shall get to enjoy the benefits before I return to Helsinki at the weekend.
Tomorrow is Vappu in Finland, the Labour day holiday. As I speak, I suspect many of my Finnish friends and colleagues may already be in a state of total lubrication, ready to spend their day off recovering from a hangover. I wish them all a happy holiday. I will be visiting my parents on the South coast of England. I am hoping that today's relentless drizzle will abate and I might actually get to see the sea.
The weather does remind me of the Channel Islands weather forecast which Stephanie and I were given when we visited Jersey a couple of years ago (that's the original Jersey, for my trans-Atlantic readers, rather than the New one). It was very simple. "If you can see France, it's about to rain. If you can't see France, it's raining".
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