Today we went to the beach - gasp!! The currant bun (sun) came out and so we headed off to Yellowcraig sands with our bucket barbecue and some sausages.
The bucket barbecue took about 3 hours to get slightly warmer than a struck match but we managed to cook our bangers, Alan who was sitting about 3 inches from it kept squirting the damn thing with barbeque lighter gel, he is a total pyromaniac, whereas I am a total stress bunny with regard to fire, so you can imagine it led to a few arguments. I was starving and when my blood sugar drops I can be a total witch (mind you my witchiness can surface pretty much whenever there is a "y" in the day).
The beach was packed, people flying a kite, playing cricket , swimming and therefore no doubt now suffering from hypothermia.....all making the most of probably the final gasps of Summer.
Since I have moved up here, I must admit I am suffering from temperature envy, when the dudes in London are enjoying "slightly below average temperatures of around 24 degrees" I seethe as we shiver through "totally bloody dissappointing temperatures of around 17 degrees". Not to worry, I am still loving it, stuff the weather, this place oozes with culture and architecture - who cares if I need to wear an extra layer to enjoy it?
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