We’ve been away, having adventures in the warmth. The south of England feels almost tropical to us pale, rain drenched, folk.
I didn’t need a coat. We finally got the air conditioning fixed in the car. We sat outside in the garden, under an umbrella. I needed a different sort of umbrella this morning. Belfast is wet and soggy and downright chilly. Ignoring the calendar, I’ve put the heat on.
I wonder where my warm socks are?