Sometimes there's an awkward moment to phone conversations, when people ask what the weather's like.
I never know whether to play down the sunshine. Sometimes I mention storms, but storms here are so dramatic they don't come across as very negative. It's more obvious when skyping, when I have to scout out the darkest corner of the apartment so the webcam can function.
I've learned not to say that I feel chilly. We get talking temperatures and people, well, they scoff.
In other news, congrats to Dennis on his Ronnie Scott's nomination for best trombone! Superb :)
Aah the hammering has just started again. Off to sit in a cafe for the afternoon.