The Weather man on TV had said temperatures would be a sunny 20 degrees today. Britain was set for an Indian summer in September, the weatherman added.
“And I believed him”, Derek thought miserably, as he got off his swivel chair and set off for the kitchen.
Outside, the clouds moved off slowly, sailing towards the west. A bird chirped. Another responded. Derek looked out of the window. The sun was peeking out. Shyly.