What’s with this weather?

Humid, wet and warm – I like the warm bit but I’m a little fed up with the rain, aren’t you?

It’s been raining, on and off for nearly the last two weeks. I know this because that’s when my hubby first started trying to lay some new decking.

In order to reach the correct level, a section of our lawn was dug out and the spoils of this – mud and turf - have been there ever since.

What with that and the slugs who seem to be multiplying by the minute and eating their way through our entire garden and the allotment; I’m really ‘pead’ off.  

I might as well leave £10 notes on the flower beds and let the slugs eat them (I’m told they’re not terribly fussy and will happily eat paper), rather than go to the trouble of going to a garden centre and buying expensive plants.

And then there’s the soggy dog walks starting with ‘Shall I go now or wait till later?’, followed by ‘Shall I take a coat?’, then sensing a break in the rain or drizzle you’re off wading through mud, slipping about like a demented duck. Meanwhile, your boots are getting heavier and the long grass is causing a rising tide mark on your trousers.

And of course your meteorological sensors have let you down yet again, cause as soon as you are far enough away not to turn back, the heavens open and the decision not to take a coat further reminds you what an optimistic idiot you are!

Arriving home you now have to clean three sets of muddy paws on dog towels that haven't dried properly from the last time and the smell of 'wet dog' lingers in the house for the rest of the day. 

Bloody weather!