The first tidings of spring are upon us here in Melbourne, and I bemoan its untimely insurgance upon my cosy winter hideway. It encroaches slowly at first - a glimpse of sun or a day without frost - but then rapidly degenerates into a haze of allergies, heat, and .

I guess this means I'll no longer have any to hide myself indoors, turn the ducted heating up to , and laugh cheerily about the relative warmth of my immediate surrounds.

There's nothing nicer
Than sitting curled up in bed
Watching rain and

There, this insipid legerdemain has driven me to ! But don't be fooled, people. Spring is not all . Are there any other winter-lovers out there?