First ice-cream van of the year

28 Mar

Recently I’ve become really self-conscious about just how much I make a remark on the weather. OK, so I’m English, I suppose I can get away with it, but I’m really aware that I’m fast becoming a prime candidate for the English ‘talk about the weather’ stereotype. I’m not sure that’s a good thing. I’ve also noticed that I’m starting to take on the mannerisms of my mother, but that’s for another time.

Take last Easter weekend. It snowed every day! And I’m in a big city that hardly ever sees snow. It didn’t settle mind you. And the weekend before that, we had all kinds of weather – gale force winds, warm sun, drenching rain and hail.

Anyway, it’s all ok now. Spring is on the way at last. Green buds on the trees, cherry blossom and the smell of the first grass cuttings of the year all mean it’s just around the corner. I can’t wait! Being a hater of winter it can’t come soon enough for my liking. And just to prove that not only Spring, but Summer is nearly here too, I just heard the chimes of an ice-cream van down my road. So there.

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