Nooooooooo!
Another lovely break is over and, for the first time in seventeen days, I have to open that bloody laptop and re-enter the ever-delightful world of work.
To add insult to injury, the nasty cold, dank greyness that has held sway the whole time since we returned from holiday is due to break midweek, and we'll have proper warm weather for this time of year, maybe even a heatwave - while I am in the office!
Sigh.
Never mind eh? It is a Tacky Music Monday, and, with memories of Spain fading from our minds almost as quickly as our tans - ¡Dios mío! - have I found a corker from that country, for your delectation, dear reader... Enjoy!Have a good week. I won't!!
The heatwave forecast is probably fake and designed to encourage those with kids to book a holiday in the West Country during half-term - so you probably won't be missing anything. It might warm up, but the sunshine may be less than expected.
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The Met Office predicts 27C in London on Friday! We'll see. Jx
DeleteHasn’t stopped raining all morning and it’s positively cold. I can’t quite get my head around the concept of taking my thermal vest off on Friday.
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It's not been warm, admittedly - but thermals? In May?! Jx
DeleteIt’s 11ºC with a steel grey sky. Yes, flipping May. It was obviously colder earlier.
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"Come to sunny Devon", they say. Jx
DeleteI hate Mondays as much as you. Last week was ugly for me...first full week back. I say just pull the band aid off and gets it over with.
ReplyDeleteDid I just say that? Our weather has been glorious, so the last few weeks have been hard to go in to work and not take pew in the garden or mill about fussing with things in it.
It was hell. I described it at one point as being like dealing with a Hydra - no sooner did I deal with one email. but two popped up in its place!
DeleteOur garden's looking fab, even if there are only a few things in flower, and it is a wrench to have to work on crap rather than it! Speaking of flowers, I need to pop over to yours in a bit for the tour... Jx
This post has reminded me of a song by Prince called 17 Days.
ReplyDeleteSo let the rain come down
Let the rain come down
Let the rain come down, down
We had hailstones this morning and it didn't look too clever in Weymouth either when I looked at the live webcam via Youtube.
I'm sure those two bewigged Spaniards would be thrilled with the comparison to The Purple One!
DeleteIt's been threatening rain all day - there was a brief shower earlier, but it came to nothing. Just endless grey. Jx
Temps in the high 30s expected later this week.
ReplyDeleteThat is one tacky video. How long do you suppose it took the two guys to learn those dance steps? And was she really playing the flute? La lalaylala nananananananana
Spring is finally back? I certainly hope so. I'm sick of this chilly gloom.
DeleteYou mean those singers "learned some dance steps"? It looks to me as if they've just been pushed onto the stage and told to "do something, while we superimpose you on a backdrop of crazy dancers on speed". Classic Spanish telly... Jx
I don't know if it was their 12 inch hips but Bloody Watneys Red Barrel kept coming to mind
ReplyDelete... and every Thursday night the hotel has a bloody cabaret in the bar, featuring a tiny emaciated dago with nine-inch hips and some bloated fat tart with her hair brylcreemed down and a big arse presenting Flamenco for Foreigners. And then there's some adenoidal typists from Birmingham with flabby white legs and diarrhoea trying to pick up hairy bandy-legged wop waiters called Manuel and once a week there's an excursion to the local Roman Remains to buy cherryade and melted ice cream and bleeding Watney's Red Barrel and one evening you visit the so called typical restaurant with local colour and atmosphere and you sit next to a party from Rhyl who keep singing "Torremolinos, Torremolinos" and complaining about the food - "It's so greasy isn't it?" - and you get cornered by some drunken greengrocer from Luton with an Instamatic camera and Dr. Scholl sandals and last Tuesday's Daily Express and he drones on and on about how Mr. Smith should be running this country and how many languages Enoch Powell can speak and then he throws up over the Cuba Libres...
DeleteI used to be able to quote (some) of that rant verbatim [see here for the whole thing]! I've slept since then. Jx