Although this year we were blessed by a long and beautiful summer, when yesterday I came back home soaking wet it was kind of disappointing.
My umbrella - what a useless fashion feature here! - broke, so my clothes looked like they had just come out of the washing machine, and I'm almost sure a fish jumped off my ballerinas when I squeezed them!
"This is Ireland!" my little readers will say immediately.
No, children, you are mistaken. Once upon a time there was ....Ferragosto!
August 15 is Ferragosto, the summer holiday! So yesterday at lunch we all should have been on the shores eating watermelon (or lasagna and roasted chicken, it depends on your family traditions), and at night gathered around bonfires, drinking and dancing until dawn!
And that's the reason why it was a pity being alone on the sofa with a cup of tea, looking outside the rain coming down as it was, I don't know, november?! It was so unfair!
I know, I'm a nostalgic expat (and meteoropathic) but fortunately I don't take myself too seriously! My recrimination ends here, so to let my latest creations tell you everything about my desperate wish for summer!
Have a great week end!