I'm British ...
... and therefore I'm contractually obliged to blog about the weather at least once a season. At least once.
It's only polite. So here goes ...
One day last week - in the middle of June - I knew I had to go out to the shops and chose my outfit accordingly.
Now, seeing as it's the middle of June [ie: summer] you might imagine that this would involve a floaty dress, sandals, sunglasses and carefree sun-kissed hair.
Well [a] you'd be wrong, and [b] you're also probably not living in the UK this summer ... because if you did, you'd know that my outfit needed to be more like this:
- Bertie boots. When I bought these last September I joked that "I might live in them now". Many a true word spoken in jest.
- Striped long sleeve T-shirt.
- Spotty vest.
- Baggy cardigan.
- A scarf. A scarf!! Have I mentioned it's June?
- And a floral print rain mac.
And yet here I am ... still wearing it in 'summer' and as if that wasn't bad enough last week I caught a glimpse of myself in it in a car window. Its shiny fabric meant it was slipping off my shoulders under my bag strap and my hair was all mushed about from wearing the hood. and, do you know what I looked like?
I looked exactly like my 6 year-old self at home time from school. That's what I looked like! C'est la vie.
But let's not get too despondent, the sun's shining today and I've almost managed to forget the weather forecast this morning which said we were in for "a few days of sun ... followed by a few days of wind and rain".
Right ... I'd better go now and make hay. How about you?