I think that the burst of insane optimism that made me dismiss Eric G Wilson's celebration of sorrow may have been precipitate.
The Guardian's news summary service, The Wrap, brought this gem from the Daily Mail by a certain Cliff Arnall:
This year, he has some advice for gloomy readers. "If you are a regular whinger or moaner about the weather or minor ailments, stop. It is boring and you are boring. Focus on the good things you do have in your life. If one of your limbs does not work, focus on the three that do."
Yikes! Rain is tippling from a dark grey sky, just the right weather to help me generate an appropriate mood to counter such trite bollocks. Now to find some Irish folk music, a nice lament will go down well.