The Longest Day
June 21st 2009. It should have been hot and sunny, if the weatherman was to be believed. Maybe somewhere in the British Isles it was, but not here.
Grey, overcast, cold. We even had a little rain - and not this light misty nonsense, this was full-on soak you to the shivering skin rain. Then when that had stopped the biting insects came out, effectively putting an end to any outdoor activities long before lunchtime. The horse doctor retired to the sitting room and lit a fire.
Midsummer's day. We had to light a fire to keep warm.
What ever happened to this long hot summer we were promised?
Grey, overcast, cold. We even had a little rain - and not this light misty nonsense, this was full-on soak you to the shivering skin rain. Then when that had stopped the biting insects came out, effectively putting an end to any outdoor activities long before lunchtime. The horse doctor retired to the sitting room and lit a fire.
Midsummer's day. We had to light a fire to keep warm.
What ever happened to this long hot summer we were promised?
Comments
Seriously, the weather there was better than in Germany, overall.
I feel a tasting coming on. Stay tuned for further updates. Or if there's a long, long silence, then assume the worst...
See, you Welshland residing types aren't the only ones to know desperate hardship.