Well, I decided to go for a walk with the walking boots on today. Sweet lamb! Talk about getting four seasons in one day!
All started plain sailing. Sunny, not too warm. Perfect walking weather. Music in my ears , what more could a girl want.
Out ten minutes and suddenly this gusty wind came from nowhere and I'm almost walking backwards. After that struggle the wind calms and then the showers started. No umbrella or hood so just had to weather it as we say. Hair slowly turning from straight to curly. I kept on going, determined to do at least 2 miles to make the boots look a bit worn before I get to Wales. After a mile or so. I started to sweat , women of a certain age will know what I am talking about

. At this stage I wanted to throw my jacket away.
I turned for home then, I had had enough! When i caught a glance at myself in the mirror when I got home, I looked like something the cat would refuse to drag in.
What the hell have i let myself in for in Wales.