Bank holiday. Raining. Chilly. (breathes a sigh of relief)

It’s the Sunday of the August bank holiday.  We’ve had the most beautiful summer in recent memory.  Today is truly manky and I’m all set up: hoodie, sweats and big socks on, steaming cuppa next to me.  Like those endless weeks of sun and heat never existed.  Why am I so glad?  I loved every second of that weird holidayish weather, every single day!  But maybe it was just too much like holiday?  Anyway, here we are back in the familiar…where’s my tin of Celebrations, Christmas is on the way!

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