Aww, this group's been left all forlorn and neglected. It's the weather you know, freeze the proverbial watsits off a brass monkey it would.
I could tell on Good Friday when we had - wait for it.....drum roll.....sunshine!! that my husband was sulking. I could tell the way he was lurking around, furtively glancing at me, talking as though he had the worlds worries on his shoulders, I could tell that he just knew asking me if I wanted to go out on the bike was an incredibly stupid question and wasn't even worth asking.
Yes, it was a beautiful day, looking out through the window. But jeez it was cold. Bitter, biting cold winds. So for the time being I'm afraid, there are no tales to be told of riding off into the sunset........cos I'm still waiting for last summer to arrive, let alone this one.
