Walking around Bath last week in the sunshine, I officially named it the UK city of lovers, because everywhere I went, people were embracing in the gorgeous summer sunshine, up by the weir, down in the park, even outside my dentist's in Argyle Street. It was as if the sunshine was not only warming people's physical flesh, it was igniting their passion too.
If Bath is the city of lovers, then Salisbury must be the city of moaners, because everywhere I went today people were complaining about the heat, arguing with their loved ones (I presume they were their loved ones and not some random person they chanced upon at the bus stop!) Someone was even asking "when are we going to get some decent rain for the garden?"
These same people were probably ecstatic on Sunday when some British (well Scottish...) tennis player won at Wimbledon, and by Monday morning they were probably back to resenting everything about their existence.
Make no mistake, there is a lot to complain about in Britain at the moment, the savage cuts to essential services, desperately needed by those most vulnerable in our society, for one thing, the fact there seems to be no official opposition to austerity for another, but the weather is something that's actually doing what it's supposed to!
And now I must go and paint the garden table, which might even get used for dining this year, instead of overflowing with plant pots full of mouldy foliage. Enjoy your garden barbecues and your picnics in the park. This cool Laura Veirs track will make perfect listening as you lounge in your hammock! Pimm's anyone?
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