It happened at Easter. I remember taking the photos and doing the post. My garden was full of flowers and the trees were heavy with blossom. We had high hopes of a blazing, hot summer to make up for the ravages of winter.
What happened? Well, June, July and August happened.
I know I shouldn't complain. We've had no drought, no sandstorms, no hurricanes but...facts - important ones, not just moaning.
We live in a part of the world that has high rainfall.
The area I live in has an above average rate of adolescent suicides.
I believe these two facts could be linked.
Lack of sunshine lowers vitamin D levels and serotonin levels. Seasonal affective disorder, well it's not good.
This can show itself as anything from poor concentration to severe depression.
So for those of you who have been baking under the summer sun forgive us Brits if we appear miserable, introverted and just plain cranky. We just need some sun to warm up our bones and then we'll be happy again - almost.
Now, take away those tacky adverts, turn up the volume and play it again.
Don't you feel better?