September began with some beautiful sunshine and warm temperatures. I should know I was helping my brother move, wishing that I was on the beach or in the sea instead of lugging boxes and heavy furniture around!
In a way it was what I expected. It seems to have been the pattern as long as I can remember that August is a pretty unsettled month while the beginning of September is sunny, warm and lovely. It is called an Indian Summer. This year's August was the coldest for 18 years, so can we expect a correspondingly hot September? Well, if today is anything to go by, no. The sun woke me, shining in through my curtains and spreading its message of hope... before being cruelly blotted out by grey splurgy clouds. Clouds which then decided to lower and leak some sort of drizzly nonsense out.
The forecast does not look good. Gales are forecast for Tuesday with showers and rain for the next week. Chances of an Indian Summer slipping away then? Well, maybe not if John Kettley, legendary weatherman, can be believed. He says we will have an Indian Summer but not just yet - "Maybe not in proper terms until later this month, or even early October." Something to look forward to!
One thing I found out this week is that, meterologically speaking, Autumn began on September 1st. For years I was annoyed the autumn was not allowed to begin until September 21st and always thought it should be on the first. Now I can celebrate the start of the season exactly when I thought it should start! Thanks weathermen. Where would we be without you?
