The Last Day

It’s that time of the year, the last day of May to be exact, when life in England takes on a more subdued, yet quietly optimistic tone. The excitement of Christmas is far, far behind us, and still too far in the future to get all worked up about. Easter has been and gone. The crisp winter snow has long since melted into a brown slush, and now the blossom is starting to, well, blossom, and there’s generally a lot more green around. Being British, of course, this is nothing to get excited about...