Whether the weather be hot…..

I don’t expect any sympathy for this post. I’m sitting around in a t-shirt in a Spanish square, with a clara and a snack.  It’s 20 degrees, sunny, bright.

So why should you care that when I get up in the morning it’s a mere 4 degrees, and hardly better as I set off for school? Why should you be bothered that I never thought to pack any gloves? Why should you mind about the biting winds that whistle round street corners when the sun isn’t around?

This is a café at 9.00 in the morning. Everyone is inside, nursing a hot drink. It makes the mid-day sun seem even brighter.

Author: margaret21

I'm retired and living in North Yorkshire, where I walk as often as I can, write, volunteer, and travel as often as I can.

13 thoughts on “Whether the weather be hot…..”

  1. You’re right, no sympathy! Much envy though as we struggle through a raw November. I quite like cold but this incessant greyness is really lowering. I never forget gloves and don’t understand why so few people seem to wear them.

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    1. I can’t hang onto gloves. I regularly buy up to ten pairs each winter. But I didn’t expect to need them here. Oh dear. Is the weather really horrid? I’m genuinely sorry as I’ll be back all too soon.

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  3. Oh you made me laugh…. had sort of the same experiences when we were in Lisbon, once in early November and last time in February. Cold in the morning, biting winds, and then, from elevenish or so wonderful, warm, sunny, you do want to sit outside and have all your meals at a table on the plaza…. heaven!
    And I don’t expect any sympathy either for telling you that on Tuesday and today I had my lunch in our veranda with 20°C – it was warmer than inside the (stone) house!!!! Had to send Hero Husband a photo taken today at 13h – he’s abroad and has probably a slightly yellowish skin tone from jealousy… Do we care? NADA…. Have fun and have a glass of wine on me! (White helps with the singing, red is for the soul!)
    🙂 🙂 🙂

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  4. Yes we know the feeling. At 9.30 in the morning when I go to my yoga class and John puts the washing in the machine, I wear my fleece and rub my hands together in shadow of the trees!! But a couple of hours later we’re in our shorts and tee shirts, cycling to the Med for a quick paddle, or relaxing on our pitch. It’s all in a day’s work !!!

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  5. well I think your nice leisure moments are richly deserved, and that looks an interesting repast too. And the chap behind, sitting alone at a table with a scarf but no gloves, is a dead ringer for Uncle Duke in the Doonesbury strip.

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    1. Haha, I never thought of that! I’m learning to pace myself now. A l-o-n-g break after classes, in the sun. Then one, just one dose of culture at a museum or whatever. Then back to school to do my homework. Then a last stroll round town and then home in the dark, with all the other commuters. It seems to be working.

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  6. The weather here has been wonderful for the past few days – freezing nights with starry skies and sunny and bright days. Much better than the damp gloom that came before. Your snack looks yummy! Glad you are pacing yourself now.

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