Half five?
that's the time and not a sum to do,
it's
cold enough outside to crack porcelain teeth
I'm not surprised that squirrels hide their nuts.
but
Summer will come and we'll sit in the sun wherever we are
and at half past five when the world comes alive we'll all be
happy, ( he said, tongue in cheek )

at the mo' nowhere to go, not even if we wanted to, we have to wait and see what Santa brings.