It’s been quite cloudy this week and today when we stepped out of the house we noticed it had rained overnight (woah, stop the presses).
Tweenie Pom immediately said the air smelt different: “It smells like home, like Wimbledon,” he said happily. Little Pom agreed wholeheartedly. I sucked in a lungful of damp air and I too was reminded of home.
Now, for those who have read earlier blogs and may be wondering whether we have … Read more