It’s hot. Really, very, hot.
I’m not a fan of moaning but it’s in our nature isn’t it, being British. We always need to have something to whine about. We’re not very good at dealing with it either, are we, weather I mean. Of most kinds. It’s too cold, too wet, too hot. There’s snow drifts, floods, hose pipe bans. Maybe it’s because we get all the weathers but not enough of any of them. A few days of sweltering heat then it’s back to grey skies and we all forget it ever happened. Until it next happens and we talk about it as though it’s new, this weather. Oh remember that time in 1974 when it was really hot? No I don’t. I wasn’t born.
It’s summer though, it tends to happen annually, yet still we are unprepared.
So it’s the hottest week of all time and I had the longest hospital appointment ever. In a hospital without air con. Because that’s how my life goes lately. While on the subject of my smooth sailing life (not) can I ask all hospitals why they don’t invest in more hoists?! Waiting over 1.5 hours for an X-ray purely because I need a hoist is not ok. It’s surprising how inaccessible hospitals actually are.
Anyway, rant over, I always have to get one in somewhere. Back to the subject of summer.
I was chatting with Amelia over at You Can Always Start Now, about how slack I’ve been lately with this blogging lark and she suggested starting a summer tag to kick the creative juices and share the summer feels.
As I sit here melting on a sunny 36 degree Thursday afternoon in July, way too hot to craft, I thought what better time to get in the summer spirit.
Favourite summer activity when I was growing up?
Being in the outdoors. Because iPads and Netflix didn’t exist. What I remember most about my childhood summers are long walks with my Nan, Grandad and their dog. Spending time in the garden with my sister, making up games and having picnics. Does anyone else remember going in search for petals, flowers, leaves and twigs, mixing them up into either home made perfume concoctions or mud pies? I can’t be the only one.
Favourite summer treat?
I’m not a big ice cream eater, it has to be really hot and I have to be in just the right mood. I’m one of those people that does not accept ice cream as a dessert offering. Ice cream is not dessert. However when the planets align and my moment comes there’s is nothing better than a luxury locally made vanilla dairy Ice cream. So long as it doesn’t melt too quick, and I’ve got a fork handy.
Are you a flip-flop person?
Ha. I am a Converse person whatever the weather.
Hot and humid?
I love the sun, we don’t get all that much of it here in the UK. Not hot summer sun anyway, so I like to enjoy it while it’s here. Sitting down all day in a wheelchair though, being surrounded by materials that don’t breathe, does make it hard to cool down. I’m not particularly good at breathing myself either, with low lung capacity and rubbish muscles. The humidity makes that harder to control, along with my hair.
How do you feel about the beach?
I rather like the beach, even if it doesn’t like me all that much. I live fairly close to the sea, around a 40 minute drive, yet don’t visit nearly enough. Although I can’t go on the beach itself, my wheels sink in sand, I enjoy the feeling of being by sea, on the edge of an island looking out. They also do great fish and chips, and melt in the mouth hot donuts!
Favourite summer activity as an adult?
It’s still being in the outdoors. Festivals mostly, I’ve grown out of making my own perfume and mud pies. I like being around nature, especially outdoor concerts. I also love a summer fete. What happened to hook a duck?
Favourite summer meal?
I love a barbecue. It’s the stuff that goes with it I’m there for though, the meat isn’t star of the show for me. I’m all about the potato salad. It’s the whole event I enjoy about a barbecue, going all out on the variety of side dishes, dining outside, being around family or friends, the smell.
Favourite summer vacation?
Travel isn’t easy if you’re me, especially abroad. I have only been on a plane once in my 34 years and that’s when I was 6 years old, less fragile and a lot smaller. Airplanes aren’t cut out for wheelchair users. Saying this that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy getting away. A few years ago I went to Center Parcs for the first time. Even though it’s only a few miles down the road I didn’t feel like I was minutes from home. That time I went with the girls, but earlier this summer we went as a family. The views are stunning and there is even a man made beach.
Let’s not forget Disneyland though and my epic trip last summer. The place of childhood dreams! I love it so much we are currently planning a return trip next year. But in the meantime we can reminisce with my three part series Disneyland Paris In A Wheelchair.
Favourite summer read?
I’m not generally one to read books more than once, even though I hoard them. Nor do I have a certain time I like to read a certain genre. I probably read less during the summer months as I like to get outside more and see what events are going on. What’s great about summer reading though is sunny evenings. I can read into the evening without artificial light or straining my eyes. Yes I’m getting old. This is the first summer since I discovered audiobooks, and when it feels slightly less like being cooked in my garden I may venture out for a listen and chill.
Secret summer indulgence?
Iced beverages from evil unmentionable chain brand coffee shops like Starbucks. I know, it’s awful of me, but they do make the best iced coffees known to man. Also, this blood orange frozen iced thingamajig with too many words in its title is amazing.
You’ve had a little insight into my summer, tell me yours?