As a shameless light chaser, there is nothing I love more than a cheeky week of sunshine in Southern Europe during my October Break. I love sunshine and light but the heat of the stifling summer sun does not appeal to me unless I am near water! As I lumbered towards the outdoor pool (Dornach’s saving grace in July and August!) the muggy weather got the better of me and I wrote this slightly self-deprecating number!
Like a walking oil slick, I slither out into the wasp-sting sky
Swollen thighs wading through stifling stick
Groaning grass begging for cloudburst
This could be a survival course!
I – the only Iron Lady confronting the nauseating Oppressive Sun Sickener
(fantasy foiled as I glimpse an elderly swiss lady stopping to tie her shoe laces and coping admirably)
Such a drama queen.
Just too English for this heat-bashing
Too English, I conclude, looking down at my two fried sausage legs in sympathetic disgust!