Not only does sun’s out mean guns out (or in my case baby guns out) but it also means picnic time. And this is exactly what Sister and I did. She in fact went to two over the weekend but I limited myself to only one. After all, that much sunshine after about half a year in wintery darkness would probably kill me. But the day that I picked, yesterday was baking. In fact it was so hot that the cardigan I brought in case it was cold (pah!) had to be used as a sun block because it didn’t even occur to me that I would need a hat.
With all the training I do and fitness classes I go to, hanging out with friends has taken a backseat and until yesterday I didn’t realise how much I missed it.
And as there was Pimms we were all thoroughly enjoying ourselves. Pimms has to be my favourite alcoholic drink and I am one of those people who ask for it in the middle of winter and completely annoy the bartenders who after spending a long time looking for fruit settle for massive celery stalks and hope I won’t complain. But yesterday there were strawberries and mint and limes and cucumber in the Pimms.
After there was cricket and just generally enjoying the view.
I hope you all had as fantastic a weekend as I did.