Monday, 6 September 2010
meddlers to a rock for eagles to gnaw their livers. ‘Better’ or ‘worse’ weather is of course a matter of opinion. I saw Sally yesterday, who with others had rejoiced at the cooler temperature, clear skies and pleasant breezes that came with our arrival. “The rain was good?” I imagined parched fields soaking up water encouraging new grass for her cooled horses. “Not really” She looked rueful. Ah. Tactless of me. “People cancelled their riding?” “Uhuh” she said. I thought ‘what wimps!’ A ride in the rain amid cool dripping greenery would have been a pleasure. “Not for me” said Lin later, and Val who’s come from windy winter in New Zealand yearns for sun.