OK, so I'm sat on the bus in jeans, a long-sleeved top and a long merino wool cardigan... And it's almost August!
This is not fair! I have a wardrobe full of summer clothes that remain unworn, and a whole load of winter clothes that are getting far too much wear for my liking.
What happened to the scorching temperatures that forecasters predicted? The sunshine? The cloudless blue skies?
They went to the rest of Europe, that's what – and left the UK in a perpetual state of winter!
Yesterday, I was in a newsagent and the headline read, ‘Rain continues into August.’
I think basically need a holiday somewhere sunny. Just to recharge my solar panels. Snowboarding Boy had one and came back a lovely shade of brown, and The Rents are still enjoying theirs – I'm getting daily updates on the fabulousness of the weather.
I want some fabulous weather. I want to lie in a park with the sun on my face and some good company.
I don't want this – it’s making me moany and I don’t like being moany.
*stomps off to make a cup of tea