Blue replaced grey.
Short sleeves replaced long.
Sunglasses replaced glasses.
Chilled rose replaced coffee mugs.
Washing dried outside not in.
The forecast for the rest of the week is grotty, but this is proof that summer did indeed make an appearance in May - when we went to the park for Sports Day and live music and cold lager before the chilly evening set in.
It was seven years ago this weekend that we found the flat and Grandpa B passed away. It was a wet weekend. We found ourselves househunting this weekend too - funny how things happen that way.