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?