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Eithne Shortall: Welcome to summer, season of hailstones and woolly housecoats

Do not adjust your calendars – it really is May, despite the fact at we’re freezing our collective arses off

“Personally, I’d vote for June being the start of summer – mainly because I’m not willing to accede August to autumn – but that doesn’t mean I’m going to just go along quietly with wearing woolly gloves in May. It’s outrageous.” Picture: Fergal Phillips

It’s May. I know, I sound like a raving lunatic. How can it be May when you’re still giving the central heating a sneaky boost, or donning your Big Coat for a nip to the shops (to buy firelighters and thermals, presumably)? But check the date on this article, and give your calendar a once-over; I speak the truth.

To the most patriotic among us, we’re officially in summer. I’m not looking to start another ...