Right people, enough with the long range forecasts.  Every year we hear that inane, trumped up and downright stupid phrase “barbecue summer” (or “BBQ Summer” for the hard of thinking) which is, I suspect*, paid for by the supermarkets and Do It Yourself stores to shift their vast stockpiles of garden furniture – and where do people put it?  Come on, who all has a garden that can take an eight person patio dining set, a hot tub, a trampoline, a chimenea, three gazebos** and a tennis court?  Every year our summer is drowned out.  And now I’m hearing reports of a really harsh winter, being promulgated by the same people who are still reeling from the distinct lack of barbecue.  This was not helped by a  five minute hailstone shower in Edinburgh yesterday.

I had two winters of coping with three and half foot snow drifts in our street, often spending several hours just trying to reach my work, feeling dreadful if I had to turn back but wondering how on earth I was going to travel home.   Like everyone else I have enough to think about just now, so please don’t add to my list by sharing a weather forecast which just might not be right.  Thank you.

Jings, I have just carried out a review of posts for the year. For someone who professes not to be bothered by the weather, I do talk about it a lot.  (Stifles laughter and walks away somewhat sharpish).

*all views are my own

**emm, we have four gazebos at the last count, but two are broken, and we do use them for Astro club road shows.