Since my last post bemoaning the warmer weather, spring has finally arrived (I think) and everyone is predictably delighted. The men have dusted off their three-quarter length trousers, shades are appearing atop heads and sticky feet are slowly making their way out of hibernation. Hooray… I am trying to embrace it with all my heart, as promised, and have literally got the bunting out (Little Lucy Willow, of course!), but have been perturbed that I may be the only one to feel such apprehension toward the summer. I have therefore been racking my brains to discover who else might not be jumping for joy at the sight of sun, and have happily concluded I am not alone.
First up, anyone living next door to an ice-cream shop.
We visited one such popular venue at the weekend only to find that everyone within a 1000-mile radius had the same idea. The thing is, if this shop was built on the moon it would probably be more accessible. It’s on a deathly A-road, next to a busy junction, has no parking spaces and is slap-bang in the middle of a row of houses whose occupants, I’m guessing, dread the spring as much as I do. Parked cars are nose to tail making the narrow pavements barely tight-rope width. What remains is covered in a rainbow smattering of ice cream and cone crumbs. You are lucky to escape without multicoloured sticky feet, or a blob of strawberry sauce on your t-shirt as you shimmy past fellow punters on the tiny pavement. Disgruntled householders need Bond-style maneuvering abilites to veer around the 4x4s parked on either side of their driveways and must put up with folks lounging on their walls eating ice-creams all day long. Of course, I didn’t do a house to house survey but I’m quietly confident that they’re not too happy. There was no bunting out here, let me tell you.
Next up, students. As soon as those buds start forming you know its only a matter of weeks before you will be shoehorned into a sweaty hall with only your addled brain to help you. It’s not a memory I cherish and I’m guessing that many students of today feel the same.
Thirdly, hayfever sufferers. Definitely. Say no more.
Next, anyone who has to apply sunscreen onto uncooperative children.
Finally, the coal man. Now I didn’t ask him but I reckon it’s safe to say he prefers the winter.
See? Enough said.
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