Nice weather for ducks

And so that was summer, my dear friends. Did you enjoy it? My summer holiday starts on Monday. Lucky me.

I had a sense of nostalgia today. When I was at school I used to get to school about 30 mins before I needed to be there, thanks to cadging lifts with someone who was much more organised than myself (not difficult). Due to not getting on with anyone in my class (wasn’t talking to Pink Clogs at that point in time 😉 – we have a rocky history), I used to wander the grounds before school, and my school had some fantastic grounds. A little strip of the forest cut across the grounds, around the Greek Theatre. So come rain, shine or snow I’d be wandering around. I was never organised enough to have an umbrella or even a coat (we wore blazers) so have spent the rest of my life irritating my mother with a total disregard to being rained on, having been used to it at school. The best times were when it was raining like it is today. Too damp for any sane pupil to be out, so the woods were deserted, damp and dripping. Deserted bar one lone recluse wandering about with her brain on hold, just absorbing the sounds and smells of the damp earth and dripping trees. Probably explains why I find this weather so calming and why I adore walking in wooded areas. So much so I might go and stand by my backdoor a little longer.