Or so they say. It's certainly been a little less taxing for me. So I've been able to veg out, stop and smell the roses. A little bit. Or I could, if only the rain would stop for long enough for spring to start properly. In the last three weeks I've seen snow, hail, the occasional bit of blue between the clouds, and plenty of lightning strikes.
The water meadows are full, and the people who bought new cottages on the edge of the flood plain are getting twitchier. Ah, the Great British summer is on it's way. Pack your diving suit for Wimbledon.
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How are you Stephen? :)
Enjoying the spring flowers of May by now I hope
Whatever the weather, I'm sure it is alot better than the sweltering heat in Kuwait
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