Well, well, this is turn-up for the books: the sun has decided to put in a fashionably late appearance at last. The previous couple of days in Londres have been warm, warm enough to inhibit restful sleep. But that's all right; I welcome humidity-based fatigue. It's part and parcel of the whole summer thang. It's due to slip a bit at the weekend - naturally - but there it is.
Anyhoos, it's someone else's concern come next Wednesday as the missus and I are off to the Netherlands. Please, please let it be warm and dry there too. I'm not a vindictive man by nature, but it would break my heart if it were nice in Blightly and shit were I am. I'd become unbearable in the situation. More unbearable then.
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