BBC Weather is asking 'is it ever going to stop raining?' It's been a lovely-super-sunny-gorgeous day here in England's second-wettest county. We're sitting with the door open, enjoying the balmy breezes, sweetly scented with honeysuckle and mown grass. I've written 6,632 words of synopsis for the novel today and started scripting my radio-com. Now I'm sipping a most pleasing South African Chardonnay (Lidl; £2.98! And it's gorgeous!), nibbling on olives, Blue Dovedale and Cretan hard bread; dinner (ratatouille) is in the slow cooker, awaiting my pleasure with Mark's still-warm bread.
To summerise (see what I did there...?) - Could be worse. A lot worse. Yes indeedy.
I hope everyone's having a wonderful evening (or whenever - time zones, they're so confusing).
Love, my babies... Sending out the love. Have a wonderful weekend, all. ::Blowing kisses made of pure, sweet and groovy luuurve ::
To summerise (see what I did there...?) - Could be worse. A lot worse. Yes indeedy.
I hope everyone's having a wonderful evening (or whenever - time zones, they're so confusing).
Love, my babies... Sending out the love. Have a wonderful weekend, all. ::Blowing kisses made of pure, sweet and groovy luuurve ::
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