A couple of weeks ago the weather was fine, the sun was shining and a stroll along the prom with a stop for a picnic lunch and getting lost in my latest Clive Cussler beckoned. A glorious weekend was had by many who took in the, very, late summer weather, shorts and ice cream popular choices on a day which mostly looked like this.
Less than two weeks later, a rather different story...a comfortable 23 degrees was replaced with a teeth chattering 5 degrees plus wind chill. I, rather foolishly, had been clinging to my summer duvet...gradually adding blankets/sleeping under laundry...in an attempt to convince myself that winter isn't on the way....mayhap it could skip Bognor altogether this year, we did after all get our fair share of 'brass monkeys' weather last winter. Alas suddenly it's all -5 at night, dark in the a.m...and getting darker in the p.m. also. The only thing to keep me warm now is my fluffy slippers, my Ti-double 'g'-er hot water bottle and weekly dose of various hunky and adorkable chaps on Merlin.
Though along with the despicable weather there is, every so often, a clear spell in which to enjoy some of the aspects of Autumn. And last Wednesday we did just that
Welcome to Sheffield Park Garden
And for those interested it looks like this in the summer
And as a bonus there's a pub a few miles down the road which does great homemade food with a cracking view to-boot
