Welcome back to another edition of immaculate conceptions of words flowing from my fingertips through the medium of a laptop, electricity and fibre-optic broadband. Where has the time gone? I could have sworn May has only just started and here we are in the middle of the fifth month of the year. Soon it will be Summer where us Brits enjoy our two and a half days wearing flip flops and shorts whilst desperately waiting for the barbecue to light as the oven just won't do. The garden has to be trimmed every week, the winter clothes go to the back of the wardrobe with the t-shirts and three quarter lengths at the front and the familiar sound of the ice cream van belts out an almost sinister tune as it tears through the landscape of suburbia.
I love waking up in the morning to my room being bright and sunny as the light forces it's way through the defences of my windows and curtains. When I have to get up early for work the last thing I want is to still be in the dark and and have to clamber around looking for essential work-related items whilst trying (and failing) not to wake up the rest of the house. With the northern hemisphere of our planet tilting beautifully towards the sun for the next few months days will be longer and evenings will last well into the nine/ten o'clock region. This makes garden parties and drinking outside pubs a must.
I love the British attitude towards the summer time. If the weather is warmer than average we all stop working and frantically make a break for the coast. A massive influx of 24 hour bugs start to plague most businesses as record numbers of people call in sick. Even the building trade starts to lag a bit. They spend all winter complaining that the rain is stopping them from working, then when a bit of sun breaks through they all clock off for an early afternoon in a beer garden and that is where they stay. Imagine if Britain was situated just a few hundred miles south of where we are now. There would be no motivation to work as we would have beautiful weather every day. We would have never have got round to building Rome, although apparently it took more than a day.
Alas this time of the year should be cherished and savoured as unpredictability walks hand in hand with our green and pleasant land. We never know from one day to the next what the weather has in store for us. For it was only two months ago we were in an official state of drought, followed by four weeks of non-stop rain. I blame the government for that. As soon as someone even uttered the words "hose pipe ban" they jinxed it for everyone and the heavens opened. My advice is enjoy it while it lasts because it won't last. Hopefully we will get a sustained period of lovely sun and warm temperatures but let's not get our hopes up in fear of crushing disappointment.
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