Drizzle
My sister asked to meet me in town for a coffee because she doesn't like to be home when her cleaner is there!
It is warm and wet. That constant drizzle that makes your hair frizz. I walked there and back and, on my return, felt weary and hot and overdressed in tights and boots. Even 3 thin layers was far too much.
Peanut butter on toast has perked me up for an afternoon in the office.
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