Hello chaps and chapesses!
If you’re here in Britain you’ll have been baking in the heatwave we’ve been having over the last couple of weeks. Lots of people have been loving the heat and the sunshine, but I’m not really a summery kind of girl. Don’t get me wrong, I like a sunny day as much as the next person, but I’m more at home in jeans and boots and chunky scarves in the autumn and winter (and, let’s be honest, at least half of the spring in Britain…). I’m just not as comfortable in the warm weather.
I have a love-hate relationship with summer – there are some things about it that are just glorious, and others that make me grumpy and irritable.
I love the light evenings, so we can take our time walking Toby, rather than rushing to take him out before it gets dark.
I hate the muggy, stifling heat that makes it feel like walking through treacle.
I love barbecues. And picnics. And beer gardens. Eating and drinking al fresco in general.
I hate the flies, and the mosquito bites.
I love fresh summer strawberries. Especially with ice cream.
I hate not being able to sleep properly at night.
I love painting my nails in seasonally bright colours.
I hate having to sit in a warm and stuffy office all day in the warm weather.
I love that my drive to work is quieter and quicker because there are no school buses.
I hate not being able to run as much in the summer – I physically can’t make my body do it when the weather is hot, I just have no energy.
I love being able to dry laundry outside.
I hate having to shave my legs more often so that I can wear shorts and skirts.
Are you a summer person? Do you love the hot weather, or are you counting down to the first day you’ll have to wear a coat this autumn, like me?