SAD, SAD, SAD.....

Well, that's it - Christmas is really over, and now it's the long drag through to Easter. This is the point each year when, if I had more money than sense (that'd be about one and thruppence, according to my wife) I would swan off to the Canaries or similar and not come back until Spring was well under way. Why is this time of year so depressing? My theory, for what it's worth, is that we are fighting our basic nature. It's only in the last two hundred and fifty years or so - since the Industrial Revolution - that we have lived our lives by the clock. Prior to that, we would have got up when it got light, and gone to bed when it got dark, and that's how our bodies still want to behave, so at this time of year we suffer from the fact that our lifestyle is really right out of sync with our bodyclock.