I've been watching the weather forecasts over the last week more than usual, because of the party this Saturday. And it's been a very windy week, with rather a lot of rain over most of the country too.
Monday was extremely windy here, but we were much better off than some other places, where lines were down and there were power cuts. It was still rather breezy yesterday in most areas:
The rain was mostly soft, gentle drizzle here, much as you'd get in Rhyl...
But look at the highs! I did wonder why I was hot yesterday. I thought it was just because I was running around a lot.
Here is a poem my Mother and Father would chant to us when they were drying our hair with a towel, after it had been washed. And of course, I sang to my children too. Because it's nice to have family rituals and traditions, don't you think? I've looked it up on the internet, but I can't find it. I suppose it's English.
Never mind the weather.
As long as we're together,
Under my umbrella.
Does anyone out there know it too?