Twelve sentences, one month at a time

Almost exactly a year ago, I picked up a meme that asked the author to re-post the first sentences of the first blog entries of each month.

I wanted to see how it would turn out this year as well, whether some sort of narrative can be discerned in such limited sample or whether I’ve truly become a random blogger.

You know what!? I can see a faint common thread, something about living in England for a comparatively short period of time, still being a relative stranger in a strange land, traveling around a bit, and being frequently annoyed with the weather.

See for yourself.

January: “Happy New Year, everyone!”

February: “It would be too spooky if on the very day that I suddenly decided to count how many days we’ve lived in England, the number would come out round.”

March: “A hot-off-the-presses update to the compendium of trivia about me: Q50. Yes, although only on a brief weekend trip that did not take me much further than Dublin’s immediate surroundings.”

April: “Going through a short backlog of topics that I consider worth commenting on as far as observations of British life go, I am going to address a fairly obscure one today: The seemingly universal recoil towards wearing real fur.”

May: “It is the most basic and universal of any advice that an international traveller can get: Never forget when your passport expires.”

June: “Southernmost part of continental Europe turned out to be not warm enough for a dip in the Mediterranean Sea at the end of May.”

July: “So, Becky is now taking a bus to school on her own.”

August: “I’m told that the weather in London has been its customary gloomily rainy for the last week that I’ve been away.”

September: “One stat that I omitted in my previous post was the number of gelato flavors sampled by the family.”

October: “Two years ago I landed in Heathrow to start my life in England.”

November: “Halloween was an annual disappointment for my girls.”

December: “Leaden skies, low temperatures, long intervals of drizzling rain, intermittent gusts of cold wind.”