The Great British Weather strikes again - and we get wet.
Traditionally Sunday is a day for taking a stroll, having a nice sunday roast and then falling asleep in front of the fire whilst dad watches yet another film repeat.
All started well, the overnight rain seemed to have passed over and the clouds were brightening, so Charlie and I started to play up.
Dad we want to go out and play, come on dad here are our leads, you know the kind of thing. After a while, down to about 5 minutes now, we got our way and mum and dad put down what they were working on and put us in the car.
Silloth - good weather for seagulls
It seemed as if heading west was best, as the clear sky was in that direction, so Silloth was decided on. Silloth is great because we can go for a walk on the grass or on the paths and stay reasonably clean.
As we travelled the clouds grew darker in our direction and what seemed like a good idea started to seem like a mistake.
Pulling into the carpark, alongside the lifeboat station all we could see was a rough sea, some grounded seagulls and rain
We needed to investigate and so, once mum had put on her hat, gloves, scarf and buttoned up her coat we emerged into the bracing icy wind.
We soon came to realise why the seagulls were staying close to the ground as the rain started. It was freezing cold and soon soaked the outer layers of our coats.
We spotted a shelter on the hill, above an empty locked paddling pool, and raced towards it to get out of the rain.
I can see for miles ...
The wooden hut didn’t have any glass in the window frames so the wind whistled through a bit.
Charlie soon worked out that he could stand on the bench seats and look out onto the sea and because he has short legs only his head was in the wind and rain.
Our walk was not as long as it normally is but we managed to have a few sniffs and a good run about.
Making our way back to the car we past by the hot sausage shop. It was closed. So not only did we get soaked, we didn’t even get something warm for our tummies.
Buster is glad to return to the warm car.
The weather had the last laugh because as we pulled away from the sea the sun came out and we saw a couple of fantastic rainbows on the way back home.
It stayed dry all afternoon and we curled up in front of the fire drying off.
Until next time
Buster and Charlie
