What happened to the English summer? Who stole it?
I woke this morning to a Novembery kind of mist. You could hardly see the houses beyond our back garden. A lone crow was pecking at the stale bread I scattered on the lawn last evening.
Yesterday was bloody miserable with dribbly grey rain most of the day but lashing down like bullets around two in the afternoon. No long country walks for me - I was trapped indoors, procrastinating like a procrastinating donkey. I watched far too much television including "Tipping Point", "The Chase" and "Celebrity Gogglebox" - interspersed with visits to my "go to" news channel - The BBC World News service.
Tuesday June 2nd was the last lovely day we had. I was in shorts and T-shirt up at the woodland car park at Ringinglow - just beyond the alpaca farm. In fact the other lads and I have started calling our outdoor pub "The Alpaca Arms" just for fun - but we didn't go there this past Tuesday afternoon - it was far too autumnal and wet with a thick grey blanket of cloud overhead.
Of course our gardens are loving this weather after our exceptionally dry and sunny springtime. Rain water was needed so desperately but now Almighty God we have had enough my friend. Please get your angels to unbutton the sky and let summer sunlight stream down once more from sapphire blue skies.
This is meant to be "flaming June" but since the second day of the month it has been flaming awful. Don't you think we have got enough to cope with Oh Great Jehovah? First you make BoJo The Clown our prime minister, next you dump COVID upon us and stand back while George Floyd is cruelly murdered by a racist policeman, then you take our blue skies away! It's not fair Lord. Please rethink your strategy sir.
Give us back our summer!
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| Location of "The Alpaca Arms" - courtesy of Google Streetview |
At least the Premiership footity ball returns this week YP. Five substitutes are allowed. Any one for time wasting and running the clock down? Substitutes were introduced originally for injuries not tactical changes and time wasting. At least I didn't need to water the garden today. Just the polytunnel.
ReplyDeleteEvery player is going to be called "Black Lives Matter".
Delete"And that's Black Lives Matter with the ball, he passes to Black Lives Matter. Black Lives Matter dives to his left but Black Lives Matter has scored! It's in the net - sponsored by Ena Sharples Hairnets Ltd."
And all players can have a place of Betty's 'lovely' hotpot at halftime instead of pasta and washed down with a pint of Newton and Ridley bitter,
ReplyDeleteWho needs pukka pies?
Plate of.
ReplyDeletePlate off yerself ye hebe cuttings polytunnel dweller!
DeleteDo alpacas have arms? The sun has just emerged out of the fog here so I'd better go hang the washing out before I'm asked. Brownie points for using initiative.
ReplyDeleteWhat is "washing"?
DeleteOur spring has been cool and wet with lots of standing water scattered about which translates to mosquitos. We are so lucky. On the upside, the broccoli and cabbage plants are very happy.
ReplyDeleteSurely a little rain shouldn't stop a true Yorksireman from tramping around the countryside. As my mother would have said, "You're neither sugar nor salt, you will not melt."
So far 2020 has been a huge disappointment, one disaster after another.
Tramping around in the wet will spoil my hair. Also - I don't want to fall on my muscular ass.
DeleteJune is the new April. Unpredictable. Temperamental. Think Bambi (Disney) and its song "April Showers". One moment the sun shines, the next your mother gets shot.
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I feel like Bambi sometimes... Fresh venison is scrumptious.
DeleteThe Great Lord Jehovah cannot give back what he hasn't yet given. Take a peek at your calendar, Yorkie. You're a bit premature. It's still Spring. The first day of Summer occurs with the solstice, which is still more than a week away. What happened to the English summer? It hasn't arrived yet. Who stole it? Nobody, which is not to say that somebody won't. Rushing ahead of things is unbecoming to one as wise and erudite as yourself. Give it a little time. You have plenty of time to be ticked off later.
ReplyDeleteIn The Motherland, the meteorological summer begins on June 1st - so there Frenchie!
DeleteThe whims and vagaries of The Motherland do not supersede astronomy. Even the Queen has limits.
DeleteIf alpacas aren't the cutest thing on Planet Earth, I do not know what is. Here's a theory- after the Great God of Moses created the alpaca, he knew he had absolutely come to the end of the line in terms of creativity and since then he's been content to simply watch things happen on the little planet he decided to play with for a week. Or else he just wandered off into another part of the universe and has forgotten we're even here.
ReplyDeleteThis would explain a lot.
Very succinctly and accurately put, Ms. Moon!!
DeleteNo sister! HE sent HIS blessings upon me in the afternoon. Karen Purser was onto something!
DeleteWasting time watching rubbish on TV? You could take up a useful hobby, such as knitting or making Airfix models
ReplyDeleteIs that what Lord Peregrine does in his spare time? I thought he would be into yoga and cake decoration.
DeleteGeez! It is amazing what little things can happen to a bloke to render him a god loving/miracle wishing person again! Just kidding....the sun will shine again....you can be sure of it. I will send you some of my 90 degree days.
ReplyDeleteThank you! It came over in the afternoon!
DeleteJoin the club, we like Tipping point and the chase, at least we can test our knowledge with progs like that.
ReplyDeleteThe weather is set to change again soon so chin up.
Briony
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I gave up cigarettes long ago, then I gave up "Eastenders" but now I am addicted to "The Chase"!
DeleteThe rain will bring you the beautiful green days of summer soon enough I would think. Since the first of June we have had mainly hot days in the 90's interspersed with days of rain. It's been a combination that keeps me mowing the grass but the gardens love it. I love how alpacas appear to be smiling. That is a cute picture you have there.
ReplyDeleteAfter writing this blogpost The Maker of the Universe switched off The Grey Show and sunshine beamed through.
DeleteNature is not known for her moderation. Too much of anything has its drawbacks.
ReplyDeleteI see what you did there with your procrastinating comment - I wish I had a clever comeback but I don't. My procrastinating usually takes the form of avoiding housework rather than avoiding walking in the rain, though.
Why don't you get The Procratinating Husband to do the housework? Buy him a pinafore and a feather duster.
DeleteNo wonder you couldn't cope with the lockdown. A little rain and you watch daytime television (and very LCD programmes to boot). Yesterday we had gale force Baltic winds and the temperature almost reached 9ºC. But the sun shone. We thought it was wonderful.
ReplyDeleteHave you got eskimos up there Graham? They are tough people.
DeleteJune is often like this, even in France it was unpredictable. Glorious afternoon and evening here though.
ReplyDeleteThe day got better for us too. My prayer was answered.
DeleteIf the weather up your way was anything like here today, then you got your wish! We've had a very gray week (and I didn't mind, honestly, because we needed rain badly) but today was beautiful and tomorrow's supposed to be nice too.
ReplyDeleteSoon after I wrote this blogpost the sun came out! God can do nice things once in a while.
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