It’s supposed to be crap, but really it hasn’t been that bad. It’s just two long seasons, with Spring moving into Autumn, which in turn moves back into Spring. Of course, as it never gets truly hot out, women don’t wear the outfits they normally would in summer. So my eyes suffer the most, I suppose, in England.
We have had some fun thunderstorms, which is nice. A friend snapped this photo while we waited out a squall under the footbridge on the South Bank, and later added some photo-wizardry. I’m not normally a big fan of photos starring myself, and certainly not profiles, but I really like this one.
