So we have the heating on in June? This is WRONG! And global warming starts to dawn on all of us a little too late I reckon. This weather is atrocious for us this time of year and to top it all? Well, you know the latest ruse to get us to wash our landry at 30 degrees to help with the environment, yeah? Well guess what? The washing machine packed in this avvo so its not even going to get to more than hand hot as I drag out the mangle from the shed for the next week or so!
Then!!!! My PC goes belly up leaving me with the raw basics of the Mac.
And then the weather went from rain to shine from rain to shine to thunder to shine. Our planned walk this avvo fell by the wayside as did the cutting of the lawns and weeding of the flower beds. These picures show the downpour one minute and I swear down that the sun came out the next. It was freaking freaky weather!
Poor Belle napped - I think she was desperate for the fresh air of which was denied. She was super cuddlesome instead of which we were both spoiled rotten!
I glued my botty to the sofa to watch the Diana concert. I loved every minute of it, even belle was entranced by my favourite woman to have ever walked this land. I broke down in tears at one piece when she went to visit the blind during a charity profile. One blind man asked her, out of the blue if he could touch her face. A sheer undignified question to ask the Princess in some peoples books. Well, that was it. BWAH! She let him touch her face so he could enjoy by touch what we enjoyed by sight of this amazing woman. The concert was fantastic and screend to over 500 million homes around the globe
I didn't want to feel sad all night. So what did we do about it? We got out the cheese, rallied round like we are in the bunkers during the blitz and thank the lord of Wensleydale and cranberry.