Summer

It’s hot again. There. Post done. What else is there to say?

I’m not going to talk about my non-moving inertia. Nothing to report there.

It’s just that this weather has taken over everyone’s conscious being. It’s hot today, it was hot yesterday and it’s- shock, horror- going to be EVEN hotter tomorrow! Then, according to BBC weather, we are going to have thunderstorms over the majority of the country. I shall be at work so won’t be able to indulge in the flashes, bangs and rain. At least, I hope there’s rain. But it is an exciting prospect.

The good things about hot weather? I’ve been to barbecue’s that have been planned a week in advance and the never-ending sunlight has cheered up even the dourest of folk.

But, in my opinion, that’s about it.

It’s so boring. I couldn’t live in a┬áhot climate. Or a cold climate. I like the British temperate maritime with the chance of rain at any time and the hopes of a warm summer. I like the greenness of spring after the bareness of winter. You don’t get that in the tropics.

Opening the blinds every morning and seeing harsh sunlight and parched earth has had it’s day. Enough. Thanks for the experiment. The joke’s over. No one needs that many barbecues.

Although it has allowed me to talk about the weather. The only British thing about this summer so far.

 

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