So the outlook for the next 24 hours is....
Less Rain than the previous 24 hours!
Those of you who know me will be quite aware that I pretty much hate nothing more than been confined to staying at home, especially on a weekend.
However, as I sit here with the sun peering through the clouds directly upon my desk, it's finally a huge relief to see that it's looking, well better than the last couple of days. To be frank I can imagine a weekend locked in a Margate Guesthouse with a transvestite called Ken to be more comfortable than staying at home with nothing but a computer and the amazing concept known as British Reality TV whilst the rain pounds down against the window.
However, one thing has kept me going through this terrible weather. It's the fact that as the English Winter approaches and we are guaranteed grimmer Met office forecasts than what we have experienced this week, I should be able to escape the familiar surroundings most weekends and resort back to International travel as a painless remedy.
I mean, spending a wet Saturday afternoon in a Mediterranean town as to be a more attractive proposition than escaping from the rain into a shopping centre overcrowded with gangs of foul-mouthed kids, single mums squealing at their uncontrollable offspring and the aroma of fast food hanging in the air.
So as the weather is starting to look more welcoming, I shall end this post, switch the computer into Stand-by and try to make the best of a dreadfully quiet Sunday afternoon in 21st Century England.
Those of you who know me will be quite aware that I pretty much hate nothing more than been confined to staying at home, especially on a weekend.
However, as I sit here with the sun peering through the clouds directly upon my desk, it's finally a huge relief to see that it's looking, well better than the last couple of days. To be frank I can imagine a weekend locked in a Margate Guesthouse with a transvestite called Ken to be more comfortable than staying at home with nothing but a computer and the amazing concept known as British Reality TV whilst the rain pounds down against the window.
However, one thing has kept me going through this terrible weather. It's the fact that as the English Winter approaches and we are guaranteed grimmer Met office forecasts than what we have experienced this week, I should be able to escape the familiar surroundings most weekends and resort back to International travel as a painless remedy.
I mean, spending a wet Saturday afternoon in a Mediterranean town as to be a more attractive proposition than escaping from the rain into a shopping centre overcrowded with gangs of foul-mouthed kids, single mums squealing at their uncontrollable offspring and the aroma of fast food hanging in the air.
So as the weather is starting to look more welcoming, I shall end this post, switch the computer into Stand-by and try to make the best of a dreadfully quiet Sunday afternoon in 21st Century England.
posted by Simon | 11:45 pm
