I woke up just before my alarm this morning. I nipped to the bathroom, realised I was on a non-hair-wash day and could stay in bed a bit longer and rushed back under the covers. Because this morning it was actually cold out of bed.
Yes, cold. In July. Ok, I admit I had the windows open, which probably wasn’t helping, but surely that’s to be expected at this time of year? What’s not to be expected is goosebumps!
Anyway, as you can see I am sporting tights for the second day running – admittedly largely because my leggings were in the wash, but not actually that big a problem considering the air con at work and on the train. These days I tend to take a cardi off before I leave to catch the bus in the evening, knowing the warmest part of my day will be spent waiting at the bus stop in the open, non-artificial, air.
My sinuses are still giving me problems, and I’m beginning to wonder whether air con might have a little to do with it…