Welcome to the Great British Summer! June has walked out, July has arrived and yet it feels much more like March. I’ve got a cupboard full of summer dresses, sandals and sunglasses that I’m desperate to wear but can’t. I bought a hat for God’s sake! I’ve had one Barbecue so far – just one!
It’s so easy to forget that summer is a three week fling here in Wales – three weeks split over three months. Pfft! I didn’t expect to be pulling my parka out of the cupboard and donning my wellies in July, but there you go! 🙂
Sometimes there are places that are better in the rain though – and Roath Park is definitely one of them. Of course I’d rather wander round in the sunshine when everyone’s boating and I’m busy slurping up the ice-cream that’s melting down my arm, but on a rainy day it’s far quieter, calmer and the all the geese come up out of the lake to drink from the puddles lining the road.