My column this week focuses on the horrible hot and humid weather we’re having in a less than serious fashion. Everyone on Twitter will recognise the various stages in composition yesterday (and thanks, Lucy for the penguin comment). The three years, eleven months, six days, twelve hours and fifteen minutes I spent in Houston all come back to me on days like these. I look forward to the cool and cloudy days in western Ireland. And yes, there’s a Fall song for this:
As always, read the rest at BBHQ, the Honest Women’s Magazine (as we are now called).
I headed down to have dinner with Robert last night; I’m always grateful for a good meal 🙂 not to mention leftovers, a load of laundry, fresh-picked blackberries and the first peach of the season. Connor is as bouncy as ever. Hard to get a good picture of him as he’s always in motion. But here’s one: