So I thought that it was...

So I thought that it was the start of summer on Saturday. The sun was shining, the birds were flying about (pidgeons, but they still count) and the squirells were making brief appearances. Sarah and myself decided to make the most of this sunshine so we decided to head off to the massive Hyda Park at the end of Oxford street. It was glorious. The sun was almost burning, people were out and about, the sun was shining and it just felt really nice in London. We sat inthe sun in the park on the soft green grass, until I started to get a bit of a reaction to the grass, probably brought on by the years of toil in the garden maintenance industry. So we set off and picked up some anti-histamines and some eye drops to help my cope with the grass.

Back to the park to a more sheltered position amongst the trees because the sea breeze had come in. We sat there in the sun until the clouds came across and then decide to go home. It turned out that Both of us had caught a bit of the sun and both of us felt a bit warm that evening. But it was worth it.