When I saw the weather forecast for the weekend I decided not to believe it. And indeed it was another wet weekend in Wales… the problem is that my Jack Russel terrier hates wet weather and refuses to put her paws outside.
This weekend I have tasted literally all coffee shops in North Wales (it must be good for the local business as half of the customers are just hiding from the next shower). I have my biceps twice as big as on Friday from carrying my little furry lady. I broke two umbrellas. I spent 20 min getting a perfect picnic spot ready and then running to the nearest shelter as torrential rain appeared out of nowhere.
Next weekend is London and the weather better be nice, otherwise I am packing my bags and heading south.