Our little village is covered in a grey and wet blanket once again. While it isn’t really raining hard, it’s been drizzling all morning. Just to give you an idea, see forecast below:
And tomorrow is even worse: Fog, mist and white cloud the whole day.
Looks like the sun has gone on holiday this week. Lucky, lucky old sun. The memory of last Friday’s picnic has now disappeared in the grey. Thank goodness for pictures! I have proof that it did happen.
Yes, I am obsessed with the weather. Back home, I didn’t really pay much attention to it. It is always sunny, though of course it rains too. But the sun would only go for coffee breaks and always come back to its post. Here in England, i i’s different. The sun always seems to be on a perpetual break. You’d think by now the sun would get into trouble with the boss, whoever that is – is very tolerant. Now excuse me while I convince my daughter to hide under the duvet with me.