Not So Sunny

So, summer is over. What happened?

It was lovely this morning, I thought we were in for another day of (sort of) glorious sunshine. Instead, I’m having to sit inside. Boooo, you suck, British weather.

I stayed outside long enough to eat my butty – La Baguette, Minshull Street, Manchester, dishlicious – but could bear the cold no longer. I can’t really take the cold, but this is ridiculous. I’ve retreated to Pret A Manger – 99p for filter coffee, bargain hunters\cheapskates.

So, when I was eating my dinner, I dropped a bit of tomato onto my leg (this won’t surprise anybody that knows me) and I lightly rubbed it from my jeans with a serviette. The said napkin then became instantly blue. Hmmm. This seems like fate criticising me for shopping at Primark – as I was rebuked for this admission in yesterday’s post (Sunny). I’ll use this event to reevaluate my shopping habits. Or, you know, make sure I wash my jeans separately. It certainly explains the blue tinge that my sofa is sporting, anyway.

I think that’s probably everything that I have to tell you. Until next time,

A Bientot.