This changing weather here in the UK is giving me some
serious grief. One minute I’m lounging in the garden wearing my sunnies and
shorts and the next I’m wrapping up in extra layers, making British Gas happy, and
waiting for the next downpour.
So there was me in March, heading into the horrible itchy
scratchy fibreglass-filled hole that is my attic, to retrieve my summer stuff (
much earlier than usual) ,only for the cold wintery weather to return just a
couple of weeks later. Several weeks of constant rain followed and then wham
bam, here’s the sunshine again, smiling sarcastically at us like it had never
abandoned us in the first place before the smile was wiped quickly off its round
yellow face once more.
I usually have a fantastic crop of tomatoes coming out this
time of year – you – weather, have ensured that only three of my seeds actually
sprouted this year! You’ve drowned my strawberries, killed off my lettuce, and probably
turned my tatties into mush too. And, damn you, you’ve made the dandelions in my
lawn grow at a rate of knots at a time when I can’t even venture outside to mow
the lawn for fear of electrocuting myself!As for my creativity level - well, you've washed it down the drain. Grey skies just make me want to hibernate under my quilt where it's nice and cosy.
Rain, I’m bored of you. We’re all bored of you. Please sun,
can you come back soon? And this time, will you at least stay a few months? I have work to do...
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