So what is different about this Bank Holiday?
It is raining – check
The hubby is working – check
No other soul will walk the dog with me in this weather – check
It must be statistically written somewhere that when you are planning a day out walking and it is a Bank Holiday that this will invariably be a wet one or am I being pessimistic – it is okay really, I don’t mind the wet and cold too much. Out walking I like the space and quiteness (especially knowing I have temporarily escaped from being the hostess and everyone is sleeping), it just is that bit when you have too peel of the wet pieces of clothing, dry them and return to a normality and try and warm up. Meanwhile the children look on, in horror