Today, as you can tell by my window, is the last day of May. In less than a months time we reach the middle of the year, the longest day! Fooled by two or three days when the sun shone and the temperature rose we thought Summer was 'a cummin in,' it hasn't!
Worse still is the photo that arrived this morning from my nieces husband playing around on Lock Fynne up near Fort William in the highlands. The sun was shining at eight in the morning, the sky blue, the Loch calm. It makes you sick, it's no fair!
Naturally as the wind, heading towards 40 miles an hour as it threw the heavy downpour at my window, paid no heed to the fact that I had to saunter down the road to the museum in the middle of it. I was fair drookit when I got there! Good job I am not the complaining type.
Yet another bunch of Yanks coming on Saturday. These guys are studying the war and the effect of the airfields on the people living in the area. We have some stuff lined up for them but as always I have not been given much info on what is actually happening. Still I expect it will be a good day.
Thousands of these men came here and many left their children behind. Just as many flew away to the east and were never heard off again! Ridgewell Museum is based on what is left of the airfield there. B 17's flew from there for two years constantly. Wethersfield on the other hand was in use until recently.