A couple of weeks ago we took a drive to London to see Sunny’s Mum and Dad. The weather in Wales was very…un-Welsh. Having been spoiled by consecutive days of blazing sunshine, we threw into the suitcase an optimistic ensemble of shorts, skirts, t shirts… and those strappy wedges I own that only ever make an appearance when the mercury rises above twenty. We soon had a shock when we drove through Lewisham and spotted winter coats, scarves and fur hats… It was freezing. And wet. And windy. Yuck.
The rain did ease enough for us to take one trip to Hall Place though.