It happens – those days when no matter how lovely and sunny the day is, or how lovely and sunny most things in your life are going, you just wake up a little… glum. Not like seriously, Churchill’s-‘black-dog’-depressed or even worryingly dark, just like, I don’t know, the mood coloration has been turned from South-Pacific-movie-technicolor to the-first-Twilight-movie subdued.
As today was one of those days, my wonderful friend Melanie sent me an image that had been sent to her when she was blue and proved to be the cure. And wouldn’t you know, I think she’s right – I dare you to look at this and not feel the veil of blah lift from your eyes. So, the next time you feel more cerulean than sunshiney, just remember this guy: