When I first clicked on the ‘Add New Post’ button, this post was going to be about the wind. Of course, it was also going to be about my outfit and how I’m loving this orange shawl combined with my long, Summer dress. But mostly it was going to be an excuse to complain about the gale force winds that have been ripping through Yorkshire for the last ten years. OK, it’s probably six months but it sure as hell feels like ten years.
Then I decided that I probably wasn’t the only one cheesed off at being blown from pillar to post, and readers would sigh, think to themselves “she’s going off on one again” and click away.
Is it me or is that a really dumb saying? Think to yourself/myself/oneself – is there any other way of thinking? Answers on a postcard, or in the comments section 😉
Now that I’ve gone and dropped gale force winds into the conversation, as you can probably tell from the pics, there wasn’t a breath of air yesterday. If you’ve missed them – my hair still being attached to my head and my shawl not being ripped from my body and thrown into the nearest tree should give you the clues you need as to the lack of howling gales.
Shawl – Bought in Portugal / Boots – Auren / Dress – Autonomy / Belt – Next / Bracelets – Antique family heirloom from India / All Other Jewellery – Gift From Mr Chic / Hair Still In Place – Courtesy of lack of gale force winds
Well, that was yesterday. And yesterday was filled with sunshine, a catch up with Nadine from Juggle Mum and tea – lots and lots of tea.
And today? Well today is a scorcher, so as I’m typing this I’m sat in front of a fan of industrial proportions, which means that I’m being blasted by gale force winds. Ah well, you can’t win them all.