The Sigla Blog

After that surprise bout of sunshine that snuck up on us at the weekend, I did that Irish thing of lulling myself into a false sense of security that it was a harbinger of a good ’summer’. And by ’summer’ I mean no more than six to eight days of total sunshine, the kind where you might even get a bit sunburnt. By Monday it was lashing rain and by today, it was plain ol’ dull, in that uniquely Irish non-descript way. So I cheered myself up by looking at Naomi’s Fiji pictures and imagined I was in a Bounty ad…