Plans, and the best-laidness thereof.
Three years ago, as I was preparing for my last trip to my native Scotland, I glanced at the weather forecast for the trip, and saw rain for every day we were there.
Tomorrow, Joy & I leave for another trip to Scotland. It’s August, the brief period when it stops raining, and is sunny, right?
Right?
Two days where it’s merely “partly cloudy”? Ah, that’s the Scottish summer I know and love.
On Friday, August 18, 2006, Steven commented:
Yeah mate, you seriously haven't picked the best of times! You should have come over in July if you were looking for decent weather! And anyways, you'll mostly be in pubs/dodgy festival venues when you get here.
Safe journey!