The weather over the weekend was magnificent, and gave the people of Montrose their first glimpse of a real summer.
On Saturday, when my friend came to visit the town for the first time, we walked into town and along the seafront, but the heat and the humidity made it a tough trip.
But by Sunday, the humidity was gone and the sun blazed down on the Montrose Donkey Derby. Despite several attempts, I was unable to pick a winner in any of the races, and also failed to kick a football through a hole in a wooden board. Regardless of these shortcomings, a fine time was had by all, and we returned to Dungroanin' for an impromptu barbecue.
So, when we went to bed last night, I expected that today would dawn in glorious sunshine, as July finally remembered that it is supposed to be the height of summer.
But it's not. It is freezing cold and pishing with rain once again.
So summer lasted two days. Wonderful.
1 comment:
But it's brightening up now at least :)... I wish the weather would make up its mind though.
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