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You've forgotten how hard it is to ride SPD's in flip flops whilst popping to the shops.
The rain is warmer 🙁
It was snowing up here in Yorkshire the other day.
Here in fife, we use a calendar to decide if its summer
martymac - Member
Here in fife, we use a calendar to decide if its summer
Which decade?
The "where in Scotland" moon on a stick threads start.
I'm still waiting on the tree out side my windae to sprout some leaves to signify that spring is underway! 😆
The cat stops spending all day on the sofa and starts spending all day on the summerhouse roof sun bathing.
You can head out to work outside for the day with no jumper or coat(me this morning for the first time this year..yay!)
You can tell its summer when.....
you go for a bike ride along the Isar and there are loads of naked people sun bathing?*
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*this may be specific to Munich
** i scheiss you not.... it does get that busy in summer. but sdly today the titty/penis ratio was very much in favour of the penis.
The young lads' eyes are out on stalks, watching the teenage girls in stimpy clothes walk by? 😆
The tingle of nettle stings lingers long into the evening...
Thankfully / sadly, that's a long way off...
The south floods and has a hose ban on too.
Tit Monday.
** i scheiss you not.... it does get that busy in summer. but sdly today the titty/penis ratio was very much in favour of the penis.
Err, Munich, you say? *looks for flights* 😀
You have to empty the roosted loam out of your shoe
Roosted Loam? Didn't they do a Peel session in '83?
The tingle of nettle stings lingers long into the evening...
Love that, sums it all up.
An in bred fighting dog heralds the dawn as his topless master sends his empty cider can along the avenue with a deft swipe of his reebok. The florid scent of the kebab shop bins sails over the estate while the rattle of the council lawnmower kicks up canine disjecta and prophylactic s on its annual sojourn over the waste ground.
When you live on the South Coast and decide to do a ride in Mid Northumberland and its 12C colder....
That's Summer up Norf.
The 6Music "weather" forecast - "highs today of 7 to 17" in other words, paracetamol verses MDMA.
The young lads' eyes are out on stalks, watching the teenage girls in stimpy clothes walk by?
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Your son wakes you up at 2.30am because he has been stung by a wasp in his bed!!! Little, strippy gits 👿
You go camping in Wales and there's frost on the inside of your tent due to it being -2 degC overnight
Generous young lads in their beloved cars sharing their favorite tunes with us.
Here in fife, we use a calendar to decide if its summer
Yup, when I started the car this morning it pinged at me to point it was less than three degrees Celsius...
As a witty S1 pupil said a few weeks ago; 'Summer - my favourite day in Scotland!'! 😆
You can tell its [b]nearly[/b] summer when.....
....some smug git down south starts a thread .... 😉
Little, strippy gits
Do you live near the beach in Munich??
😀
An in bred fighting dog heralds the dawn
as his topless master sends his empty cider can
along the avenue with a deft swipe of his reebok.
The florid scent of the kebab shop bins
sails over the estate while the rattle of the council lawnmower
kicks up canine disjecta and prophylactic s
on its annual sojourn over the waste ground.
That's great. Houseman maybe?
'Tis time, I think, by Wenlock town
The golden broom should blow;
The hawthorn sprinkled up and down
Should charge the land with snow.
Spring will not wait the loiterer's time
Who keeps so long away;
So others wear the broom and climb
The hedgerows heaped with may.
Oh tarnish late on Wenlock Edge,
Gold that I never see;
Lie long, high snowdrifts in the hedge
That will not shower on me.
Tit Monday.
Long way off from that yet.
A month max
Bloody motorbikes come out of hibernation...
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