It’s tipping it down, the lamps are on, Donnie was recently rescued, drenched, from the patio and if life were perfect, I would be settling into a morning of writing prose, possibly about a haunted house or murder mystery. There’s that sort of light in the house, you know. Instead I am thinking of settling into […]
Tag: English weather
It Never Rains But It – Oh Wait, It’s Stopped.
When we walked the dogs this morning the sky was that white-blue hue unique to autumn and winter months; the air was crisp and verging on cold; the sun was low and almost too bright. What the hell happened, Essex? Within half an hour you deleted the autumn setting in favour of the English downpour […]
