Indifferent Seasons
Today, I wore my winter coat with the big fluffy hood thing for work, with boots, pants and a warm jumper. The rain was pelting, the sky grey and dark, the wind howling.
Seriously, June... WTF?
I hope and pray the weather is nicer in Cardiff the Sunday after next. It'll be just after the Longest Day, and I'm not looking forward to darkening nights, dammit. Unfortunately, all -- yes, all of my memories of trips to Wales seem to feature the colour grey and the liquid rain a lot in them. Feh.
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Hmm. I have considered your offer, and would move that I would rather have these evil grey skies than not find out what's going to happen at the climax of Doctor Who this Saturday.
But seriously-- hope you get it soon. It's fantastic!
(Not that you need me to tell you that, but anyway...)