I know this is thought of as a Christmas song but if you listen to the words it isn’t mentioned once. It is about snow, log fires, popcorn and goodnight kisses and for me it captures the romance of proper winter and I say proper winter because here in the UK we are often subjected to weather that involves days and days of miserable grey skies when you forget what blue skies look like and you have the lights on in the house all day. There is nothing fun or comforting and romantic about that weather but of late we have been treated to something that resembles proper winter weather.
Today I went for a long walk down one of my favourite pathways. The sky was a vivid blue, the sun hung low and bright in the sky, underfoot the path that is usually muddy was encased in a layer of ice that crackled beneath me. My breath clouded in front of my face as I walked and the cold bit at my nose and lungs. By the time I got back to my car my cheeks were bright pink and my glasses all steamed up. It was the perfect frosty winter walking weather, the world looked beautiful with a slight dusting of white, and it felt good to be out in it.
There is no denying the potential romance of winter, log fires, hot chocolate, woolly socks and cosy beds with thick feather duvets, staying snug and warm indoors while the wind and rain howls outside are all things of romance novels and movies. Tumblr is full of images that show couples indulging on such things whilst holding hands, kissing, reading and staring longingly into each other eyes and I get it, it is wholesome and comforting and I totally want some of that. One thing I would love to do if I came into some money would be to spend a week in a beautiful log cabin surrounded by beautifully snow filled landscape with a huge log fire and Jacuzzi and spend the week taking pictures, going for walks, eating yummy food and fucking each other senseless. It sounds like absolute bliss to me.
However real life isn’t like that holiday or those scenes from movies, real life involves having to go out in the cold pissing round at 9 o clock at night to pick up your teen from the movies, or go out to supermarket to buy the food you need to stay alive and find that you have a hole in the bottom of your winter boots (true story that happened just last week) Real life is waking up in the night freezing because the heating as stopped working or going to take a hot shower and discovering someone flicked the boiler switch and now there is no hot water. Real life for me is suffering from poor circulation and finding the cold relentless, exhausting and sometimes even painful. I was not made for this climate. I am most at home in the heat. This summer in Greece when others were too hot and slept with the air conditioning on I was absolutely in my element. For once I wasn’t cold and it was so relaxing. I am most definitely a summer person and that summer is rarely an English one which is usually not warm enough for me.
So here I am, living in a world where the summer is not warm enough, and oddly, most of the winter is not cold enough. There are not enough crisp frosty days with bright blue skies and sunshine and night times of snowfall which leave the world wrapped in beautiful white blanket that glistens in the morning sunlight. It is that winter which makes me think about spending the afternoon in bed fucking and then watching as the last of the daylight vanishes beyond the window at a ridiculously early hour of the day or laying on the rug in the front room with only the Christmas lights for illuminations and fucking myself to orgasm with a warmed glass dildo while he watches.
Winter isn’t really my season and it doesn’t tend to inspire sexy thoughts and feelings in me but sometimes, when the Christmas decorations are up, and like this weekend coming the kids are away at their Dads for a couple of nights there is a certain something about the thought of drawing the curtains, putting on the fire and turning out all the lights expect for the decorations, watching Christmas movies, drinking hot chocolate and fucking on the sofa that makes me just a little fond of winter.