Doesn’t the changing of the clocks to British Summer Time always feel like some sort of sweet surprise, despite that fact that we know it’s coming and that it happens every year? For some strange reason, it still seems new each time. As the daylight spills over into evening, our hearts sing with gladness at the thawing of winter and the promise of summer to come. The season of daffodils is upon us and colour springs up from the earth to engulf us in its beauty. It’s all the more wonderful if you herald the oncoming season by booking gay massage in London. Your senses will be enhanced, allowing you to get even more out of this bright, cheerful part of the year.
As you stroll through the capital, perhaps taking a route through one of the parks – Regent’s Park or Hyde Park for example – the trees which were so icily bare only a few months before are fountains of greenery. Flowerbeds that were brown and forbidding not so long ago are now a riot of colourful expression. Essence of honeysuckle seems to hang in the air and everywhere there seems to be a celebration of sensuality, so welcome after the frigid, grudging reluctance of the previous season.
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South of the river, people congregate in places such as Battersea Park, Streatham Common, Wimbledon Common, Clapham Common and Richmond Park as the evenings get longer and the world comes back to life. There really is no more joyful a moment – with, perhaps, the exception of Christmas. At last, we can shed those heavy winter coats and show a bit more flesh. The pleasure of allowing passing breezes to caress our bodies is a wonderful gift after the months of depravation that have preceded this time. Finally, we can take off all those layers and feel freer, lighter and altogether more uplifted. Even if we spend the daytime toiling away inside a skyscraper or low-rise office space, we have the daybreak and the dusk in which to be wherever we want to be. Let’s embrace this moment and hold on to it with both hands.