Damp, soaked, drenched, sodden, humid, dripping.
A day of record-breaking meteorological poxitude.
It’s happening now!
Accompanied by Irish Traditional Music.
Taking the nation by storm.
12 to 15 times a year… Booking not required.
We’ll bring the show to you!
Back at work today, after a week off that was somewhat spoiled by the predominantly shite weather.
You know the way a return to work in blazing sunshine after a very wet week off can be utterly crushing?
Well, today it wasn’t.
The weather was shite.
My soul was uncrushable.
Until I opened my inbox that is.
The darker zone on the cold cold wet-super wet metal bench?
It’s me, blocking some of that feeble feeble watered-milky shabby light painfully oozing through the rain clouds.
Today was most definitely not a day for camping.