At the first sign of sun, the sunglasses are on, the coats are left at home and the barbeque is fired up at the weekend. This is how Britain works. Spring started a week or so ago and, perhaps more through coincidence than timing, a spell of good weather arrived with it. A week or so before that, the weather… Read more »
Dear rain,
I was under the impression that we had come to some kind of accord. For my part I would complain and say horrid things about the sun during the summer months. In return, you would leave me largely free of your watery wrath throughout autumn and winter. It would appear, however, that you have reneg… Read more »