I don't want to be a right old moany face about it but I'm hormonal, therefore feel entitled to moan if I like. Don't get me wrong in many ways I love rain, the verdant greens, the slate greys of paths and 'making the garden grow' etc but I want to be in my bare feet and flip flops. I want to have all the windows and doors open and if I cannot, I'd like them to be closed without needing to coory under a blanket or worse, switch the heaters on. I want to have meals in the garden and hang the washing out, have a view of billowing sheets and hear the birds singing.......
All that list of 'I wants' needs is addition of a goose that lays golden eggs.
My boys finish up school tomorrow and I am hoping the weather improves. I am Scottish, I do not expect a lot, just please please please PLEASE, let it be dry for a spell.
Urgh!!! Moan moan moan!
I'm off to get on my exercise bike and see if my mood improves. I have cakes to bake later and cannot be this cross whilst baking, cakes need love to rise people!