Murphy's Law, Sod's Law......whatever you want to call it. Just when the weather turned gloriously beautiful with temperature rising to an incredibly warm 17˚C (by English standard. It's cold if we're talking Kiwi weather here), all 3 of us got sick. Anyone looking to lose a few kilos without wanting to diet.....just flick me an email and I'll send one of us to infect you...... free of charge.
So I dragged my wretched posterior and Lil L (the husband was absolutely adamant about not moving his) out to enjoy the sunshine. The Saturday market was out in full force along with the crowds. We vowed to get the crepe when we're both feeling better. Lil L had a chance to write a letter to God at the Cathedral while I caught up with a friend.
When people think of England, the color "grey" comes to mind but the minute the sun's out, it's easily one of the most beautiful countries I've ever lived in.