It has reached that time of year again in England where you feel like you should be able to enjoy picnics in the park wearing floral dresses and BBQs in the evening, however the weather stays pessimistic.
Going away for bank holiday weekend should have been sunny, bright and warm, but instead involved trudging through the campsite in muddy walking boots and soaking cagoules. It is however times like this, in my opinion, where you get the most unexpected laughs; as you sit in the squashed caravan playing all the board games you played when you were little and many you have never heard of. You have the heartiest chats about books, movies, memories that you are so grateful for and that really make you smile. Even though the weather is a disappointment, it really makes the best times and the best memories. For me it helps me to appreciate life to the full extent. And then, when the gorgeous weather arrives, you feel lying on the damp grass with your closest friends and watching the butterflies and birds burst in to life under the painted blue sky and the blaring sun you realise that to get here you had to go through worse but it was worth it, and that all weathers are perfect in their own funny way. I now cannot wait until summer...
L x
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