This post from August 2016 reflects the melancholy I always feel at this time of year: that summer is departing, and with it the long days and short nights whose absence so depresses me each winter. So I’m choosing it for this week’s Fandango’s Flashback Friday, particularly because it brings with it memories too, of the beauty of Anglesey in Wales.
BRITISH SUMMER TIME: THE FINAL DAYS
August 2016
We’re more than half way through August. It ought to be high summer, but autumn’s on its way. As we walked down the road yesterday, a few crisp brown leaves blew across our path. Mornings start later, night comes sooner. The combine harvesters trundling round the fields seem almost to have completed their work. The shops are full of neat school uniforms and bright pencil cases ready for the new academic year.
Before it’s too late, here are some summer time views, from Moelfre in Anglesey. And because it’s British Summer time, the sea isn’t always blue and nor is the sky. But that’s fine: we expect that here in the UK.








What a variety of views, most enjoyable to look at.
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Not quite as good as actually being there, but still …
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Well, this post DOES say end of summer to me…..
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I know. Depressing, isn’t it?
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Well, I do like Autumn some of the time, but after that it’s GLOOOOOM 😱☹️😨
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Actually, I like all the seasons, but the shortening of the day really gets to me.
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Yes, I think I’m a SAD affected person….
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I’ve a yearning for the sea, Margaret. It has been so long. It looks quiet and peaceful on your coast.
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This one, indeed yes. There are plenty just heaving with holiday makers, noise and confusion.
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Oh yes 😨
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The latter I would not enjoy.
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I always like the first few days after the clocks go back. The house feels so much cosier with the dark evenings.
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Aaagh! It’s absolutely the worst time of year. I go into a deep decline at the shortening of the days, and also because my body can’t adjust, and I wake up at stupid-o’clock in the early morning for weeks. I’m feeling grumpy just thinking about it.
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I totally agree. I hate it when the clocks go back and it is dark so early! I just want to hibernate until February.
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I read somewhere that it is all to do with the month of your birth. I am a June boy so all summered out by October!
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Well, I’m late May. My younger daughter is June, my other two and my husband are winter babies. We all loathe the winter clock change!
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This year it feels as if autumn is upon us before we’ve even had a summer, or at least only a brief two week one in July 😦 But your photos are lovely, and hopefully there’s an Indian summer waiting to surprise us!
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I do pin my hopes on an Indian summer. There usually is something nice awaiting us in September.
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Beautiful in spite of the sky. I loved the photo of that expanse of sandy ripples
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Yes, I quite like that one too. The skies are not bad actually, for the UK.
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I love the last photo. Obviously taken on The Isle of Wight!
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Ha ha! You might think so. Haven’t been there in 50 years.
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It’s probably still 50 years ago there!
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Yes!
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Oh, I agree with you about a melancholy time as despite the returns to school and the beginnings of new academic years, there is still such a sense of endings with the arrival of autumn.
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I know. I’m so ambivalent about this season.
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Like you I loathe the short days and long nights of winter and those depressing dull days. A time when I would like to whisk myself off to Australia for three months. I have never been to Anglesey, the OH and I were discussing this a few days ago that we ought to have a holiday on the Llŷn Peninsula to explore that part of Wales (he went to Bangor Uni and lived on Anglesey, but that was an awful long time ago) and we had our very brief (1 night) honeymoon in Portmeirion so it would be nice to revisit. Your photos make it look very quiet, I suspect it isn’t this year.
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We stayed in a village that – then – wasn’t touristy at all, and it was easy to avoid the crowds. But this year …. who knows? It IS lovely though. I remember a good holiday in the Lllyn peninsula when my children were actually children too – again, it was peaceful – then.
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so wish I was here today too – been such a long week.
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Poor you. Sending positive vives to Septimus … and to you, as you battle on with your mid-September deadline xx
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thanks Margaret xx
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Lovely photos! I normally feel melancholy this time of year as well. Not this year, though. Perhaps, it’s because we didn’t have too much of a summer? Ah, well, there is always next year.
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I’m in hopes, as I always am, for September, which is often lovely. Let’s see …
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Fingers crossed!
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A lovely part of the world, Margaret. When will you come south again?
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Ah Jo, who knows? Ask our incisive and decisive government when it will have any trustable forward plans. I hope your trip north was a success- the snippets you let slip sounded good!
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A fantastic and madly busy couple of weeks, Margaret, thanks. Just trying to gather my thoughts and settle back into life here 🤗💕
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Well dear friend, it couldn’t have been a post from this year, with the dismal weather we had. Not even that joyful pup would be jumping so gaily through the sand to the sea….. It makes me very nostalgic to think of my stomping ground for well over 8 years in GB, where we lived SO CLOSE with the seasons, the elements, the sea – and were never ever sick in all that time. The very nearby sea with its clean and salty air kept the ground warm enough and I didn’t suffer from my chronic hay fever either. This is a beautiful compo of joy and a yearning for summer to stay just a bit longer. I can see and feel the oncoming November weather.
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I’d love to live nearer the sea. It brings me such joy, though I wouldn’t welcome all the summer visitors. So glad you have such a rich memory bank to enjoy.
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What a great flashback, Margaret.
I hate this shortening of the day too – it seems to happen so fast.
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I know. Grr. Dark by 8.30 now!
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The change in the seasons does seem to have come upon us suddenly this year. As we enter spring here I send commiserations as you contemplate the shortening of the days.
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Grr. Autumn’s lovely of course, but not the long nights.
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