“It’s hailing and the wind is howling!” T exclaimed emphatically a few days ago while eating her breakfast. “Why is this happening?” She added dramatically. From upstairs, I shouted back “because we live in England that’s why!” Isn’t it ironic that I titled my last post as “Winter is dead?” and yet it feels its back again with a vengeance. Serves me right for being too optimistic.
As I was helping her get ready for school that day, she announced she didn’t want to wear her summer dress. I took a skirt out and her school jumper which she normally only wears in “colder” weather and asked if she wanted to wear knee socks. She shook her head and requested for tights.
This little girl of mine seldom complains about the cold. I’ve caught her running around and doing somersaults topless on her trampoline with her friends, she must have been really cold this morning to request for tights. I don’t blame her. We’ve been having such glorious warm(ish) weather lately, this cold snap must have been a shock to her this morning.
Also woke up to a grey and cold day yesterday, I decided to write that one-off too and spend the day catching up with Grey’s Anatomy. Yes, I’m probably the only one who still watches that show even if most of the characters annoy me, I still want to know what’s happening to Meredith Grey.
Last Tuesday, a friend picked me up in the morning and we spent some lovely time just mooching around,having a coffee and lunch in the town nearest to us. The sun did eventually come out in the afternoon, but the wind was still bitter cold. I looked around and everyone seemed to be wearing their winter clothes too. And here I was thinking I’d add “Put away thick jumpers” to my list of things to do this week. Thank goodness I haven’t done that!
This week, I’ve been cursing the mad British weather and it wasn’t just me. My husband was the same too. I glared at him at one point and said “Hey! You were born here! You ought to be used to this. Whereas I come from a tropical country, I have the right to complain!” He glowered back at me and said, “Complaining about the weather IS our national sport!”