It's been a while since my last post on here. In that time (just over a month), our wonderful British weather appears to have skipped autumn and gone straight in to winter.
Last week, I was in Pwllheli and the weather was fantastic. Admittedly it was a bit chilly in the evening and first thing in the morning but, during the day, it was glorious. At one point we (Melissa and I) were sat on the beach with a picnic and I was contemplating going for a swim - I kid you not.
Like most British people, I'm obsessed with the weather, and this week I've been keeping my fingers crossed because one of my best friends, Chris Bellingham (better known as Bubbs to friends and family) is finally doing the decent thing and getting married to his long-time partner Louise.
The wedding takes place on Friday and - unfortunately - the weather doesn't look like obliging. Indeed, some weather forecasters are even talking about snow over the Scottish mountains - as long as it doesn't venture as far south as Chirk, I'll be happy.
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Wednesday, 1 October 2008
Monday, 28 July 2008
Summer arrives...
Summer has actually arrived, although for how long is anyone's guess. The weekend was glorious, and I managed to spend plenty of time outside (mainly, trimming the hedge for what seems like the twentieth time this year).
Warm weather also encourages drinking. There are few more pleasant experiences than sitting outside pub, beer in hand, watching the world go by. Somehow, the beer tastes nicer. In fact, it's one of the main reasons I like to go abroad on holiday; even though the beer served abroad is invariably lager, I still manage to drink and enjoy it. In Britain, I'd rather have a nice cup of tea than a pint of lager.
But when the fine weather arrives in this country, it's even better. On Thursday, I was able to sit outside my local, The Bridge Inn (or The Trap to those in the know), and enjoy a couple of pints of Timothy Taylor Landlord - a fine pint of ale - with my dad. We sat on the terrace outside the pub, enjoying spectacular views of the aqueduct and viaduct, drinking beer and eating pork scratchings. And what could be better than that?
Warm weather also encourages drinking. There are few more pleasant experiences than sitting outside pub, beer in hand, watching the world go by. Somehow, the beer tastes nicer. In fact, it's one of the main reasons I like to go abroad on holiday; even though the beer served abroad is invariably lager, I still manage to drink and enjoy it. In Britain, I'd rather have a nice cup of tea than a pint of lager.
But when the fine weather arrives in this country, it's even better. On Thursday, I was able to sit outside my local, The Bridge Inn (or The Trap to those in the know), and enjoy a couple of pints of Timothy Taylor Landlord - a fine pint of ale - with my dad. We sat on the terrace outside the pub, enjoying spectacular views of the aqueduct and viaduct, drinking beer and eating pork scratchings. And what could be better than that?
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