Cherry blossoms are blooming, wildflowers are shooting out, and that means… spring is near! The weather, however, is still erratic. One day it would be warm and lovely, and the next would be freezing like Elsa’s castle. It’s as though Winter and Spring are now engaged in an epic war, both refusing to give up power over Melbourne. Well, Winter, I hate to break it to you, but your time is up.
I strapped Alistair on me, grabbed my bag, did a last check at the mirror, said bye to Amy and the babysitter, and walked out of the door to go catch the train to the city. The moment I stepped out of the house though, I knew I made two mistakes: firstly, my jacket was way too warm for the weather. Secondly, I shouldn’t have worn these new shoes.