The sun is never been more welcome.
It is a strange interest we take in how we appear to one another.
I appeared to fizzle out when everyone else was just popping, as expected, into the business of living. So I was the runt of the litter and scooped safely to one side - irony on safely. My family never accepted me as a man and still don't - especially if by man we mean who and what I am by birth and by blood.