Hmmm, Summer

After a long-drawn out Winter and barely-above-freezing-for-more-than-two-days Spring, the last couple of weeks have been like a holiday in the Sun!
I am tanned, eating healthily and thoroughly enjoying the delights that the onset of a Summer spell can bring, not least of which is the phenomenon known as “Disappearing Clothing On Female Bodies.” My, but I have seen some truly awe-inspiring amounts of flesh in the past seven days. I’ve also seen some horror shows too. An overweight, tattooed housewife climbing out of a Fiesta with a miniskirt riding up round her hips is enough to turn any man celibate, but there we are - we must take the rough with the smooth; the shambolic with the sexy; the wine bar special edition rioja with the six pounds ninety nine merlot from the supermarket.  
Philippa will be in soon and I’m hoping she’ll agree to head to the coast again. Might be a bit much twice in one week but who knows how long this nice spell will last? We might be buried under a river of rainfall in August and then we’ll wish we’d taken advantage of the good times when we had them, and that’s the point I shall make to her if she dares to question my suggestion!

RC 21-6-17