Welcome to Winter DepressionO
The depression is coming. No, not the financial markets. The depression I'm talking about is the rapidly approaching onset of winter. We all love waking up to crisp, fresh, snow-covered parks and seeing the trees hang with icicles, how lovely.
But then... within a few days, all has turned to hell. The snow, once so enjoyable and spirit-raising has started to melt and become trodden with dirt into a grey slush which accumulates along pavements, at entrances and generally everywhere. Alongside that we also have the biting cold wind, amplified by the man-made wind tunnels of skyscrapers.
Whether you're in New York, London, Chicago, Frankfurt, Paris or any other city with a similar climate, it's only a matter of time before your best shoes look worse than a beaten up old rusty Honda, you come into work with a nose to rival Rudolf and you take the subway into work dressed in so many layers you can barely move. I, for one, hate winter. How about you? !=break>