We should now be sitting beside a swimming pool with the sun warming our pallid skin. We’d have already tucked into fresh papaya for breakfast and we’d be looking forward to grilled turbot for dinner in our four star hotel. But instead we are at home with our winter woollies on and a renewed dose of the January blues. We booked our winter holiday to Lanzarote with great optimism. Finally we would get away from howling gales and the freezing cold. But we both got injuries: T a bad back, me a bad knee. So we ended up having to cancel our trip on the advice of our GP. Today it’s 23 degrees there, with a gentle breeze. Perfect conditions for a swim and some relaxation on a sun-lounger with a good book. Oh dearie me.
Lanzarote is a volcanic island that emerged from the sea about 15 million years ago. So it isn’t going to slip back
beneath the waves in the next few months. The sun will still be shining later
in the year. A happy time when we hope to be fully recovered and raring to go. And
then we can set about restoring the Vitamin D deficiency that we’ve accumulated
in dull and drab NI.
