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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
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 ...