Mad Doug Biker said:
Am I the only person who quite frankly couldn't give a flying fart about the weather and can barely remember what it was like yesterday, never mind actually be controlled by it??
Weather is weather and moaning about is quite the most ridiculously pointless of any activity!
Well, working outdoors, it's the difference between short sleeves and sunnies, or wet feet and cold fingers... Yeah, it's just weather, but it can make you feel quite miserable for specific moments. And it helps to know whether to set out on a round in your thick coat, or not.
Today has been lovely!
Only one fly in the ointment. We put the stuff we collect, sorted, into big skips. The waste merchants collect them when full, and deliver a new one. Today, they delivered a new empty one, for cardboard (we start collecting it soon), and took the coloured glass one, and then the lorry was going to come back with a new glass one for us.
For the last 6 weeks or so, we've had a coloured glass skip that had previously had a load of waste coleslaw in it, so it reeked of rotting onion

. Today, they collected it, full of glass, and we waited with baited breath for the new one to be delivered.
It's the same one!

It had just been emptied and returned....