Thursday, 14 June 2007

The (Not So) Great British Weather.

I can't believe I'm blogging about the weather, but honestly... give us a break!
What's the saying? "Cast n'er a clout till May be out"**? Well, it's the middle of bloody June, and it still can't make up it's mind.
Last week - 26 degrees and glorious sunshine, this week? Colder than a witches' tit (origins of that lovely phrase can be found here LOL) and raining cats and dogs (okay, so there was a colloquialism theme emerging.... I thought I'd run with it ;)).

So, after last weeks running round like a nutter turning off all the radiators upstairs, moving a huge pile of crap in the living room to get to the heating settings so I could turn it to just water, locating all the fans so the kids could even being to attempt to get a nights sleep in the heat and changing our king sized duvet for the patchwork throw over so I don't toast in bed when Kendo's piled his half of the duvet on top of mine................. I'm now freezing in bed and am having to decide whether it's worth moving the aforementioned pile of crap again to turn the heating back on. *SIGH* I really wish it would makes it's mind up.


**I'm not entirely sure what that means, but I seem to recall that according to 80s diary-writing-legend Adrian Mole, that it has something to do with keeping your vest on ;)


Lou said...

LMAO at the image of you digging out your thermal vests!!

Rach said...

LOL - colder than a witches tit!!! That was so funny!

Delightful weather on the drive to Lou's - fog, wind, rain - ewwwwwwwww

Anonymous said...

OK, i just pissd myself at the Adrian MOle reference!!!