It's All My Fault!

I have a confession to make. All this rain we have been having for the last three weeks - it's all because of me.

Here's why. Sunday 10 June was a nice day. We had been in Dublin overnight and came back home that afternoon. I nipped out to get a few bits and pieces from Lidl on Canal Road, and there I saw it. It radiated €24.99-ey appeal. My wife and I said that if either of us saw one at that sort of price, we should buy one. Now that we had a garden we could use one.

And so I did. I bought it there and then and paid for it in cold hard cash.

A barbecue.

I brought it home and patiently put its 100-odd pieces together. (Well, that's not exactly true. I put enough of it together that it can work safely and effectively. The rest I'll put together when I have time. Or not.) We cooked two striploin steaks on it that evening and they were divine. Th following morning, I wheeled it into the shed, and there it has stayed undisturbed ever since.

In the intervening three weeks, we have barely had a dry evening here in Port', never mind a sunny one, and therefore no chance to use our new barbecue. If I hadn't bought it, we would be melting in the sun by now.