maelwys

The sun is well over the yard arm, infact tis off amongst the star's mugging Orion (Who despite being an archer is actually a bit of a jessie)

Still hot. Still bloody hot. Been sodding hot all day. Nay a hint of a cool breeze. Shite. Melting. I'm sweating by the bucket load and flogging it as saline to the local Superdrug. As my childhood hero (see profile pic) would say "I don't like it! I don't like it!"

Admittedly Monkey usually felt that way when Tripitaka inflicted a major mantra headache on him, but it expresses my sentiments quite well. Still, I'm visiting my parents tomorrow evening, whereupon I shall kick my father in the knackers for moving this far south in the first bleeding place. Unless there is icey beer in the fridge that is. Fair compensation to my mind

Note to self: Move to the Artic circle during summertime in future and take along lots of Fraoch.

I suppose that this weather does give me an excuse to play loud AC/DC and drink whisky. Not that I really need an excuse but it seems to suit.

For those about to Rock....We salute you