During the winter months of my early morning walking campaign I visualised what it would be like in the summer tramping the country lanes in shorts and a T shirt while soaking up the early morning sunshine. Well we have had a few glorious mornings like that, but mostly I have been plodding through the cold and wet wondering what has happened to summer. This morning was another of those mornings when I returned soaked to the skin. In a perverse sort way I do enjoy walking in the rain – nature in the raw and all that. Still if any one does have any bright ideas how to nudge the gulf stream up (the cause of this wet summer apparently) I’d be very interested in hearing from them!