I know that people joke about the English always talking about the weather, but you have to experience it to know why. Yesterday we travelled to Brighton in lashing rain and howling winds, almost reaching gale force. We were soaked in the short distance from the car to the fabric shop to buy fabric for a shirt I'm going to make for Number Two Son (red satiny chinese fabric, with red velour for collar and cuffs and zips for fastening the front and the cuffs - just don't ask why!!!).We then got even more soaked in the dash from car to his flat, where we had lunch. We spent a very comfortable afternoon in his warm little flat, chatting (son and I), dozing (DH) and watching a bit of television. Then it was back out into the gale force winds and the driving rain for the journey home, windscreen wipers going nineteen-to-the-dozen.
Today - blue skies, sunshine, not a hint of a breeze and not too cold either.
Tomorrow - who knows?