I can't do this weather any more. We have approximately three months in the year to have the opportunity to wear flip flops and summer dresses, if we are lucky. Quite frankly, if we have had our summer I am not impressed, in fact I am very sad. This week I have taken to having evening showers to warm up and resorted to putting on a fire, even the cats have been curled up on the beds all day, only wandering out for a pee and a quick mouse kill. The rain, wind and slugs have destroyed all the plants and I can't bear to even take a peak at the allotment, I might cry. Really, I might.
There are two options here:
Or perhaps best of all, a combination of them both.