Nothing is perfect and this weekend was particularly hampered by:
- Leggings. I know now why I did not notice the trend to wear leggings under the short or the skirt before in Brussels – the weather was too bad. The first and second weekend with nice and sunny weather showed that this way of dressing has unfortunately reached Brussels. It looks just as bad as it did in Sweden.
- The connard who did not stop in the park yesterday to come closer and who cycled around me and who started following me until I turned around and waited to let him pass and followed him. Ugly old guys like him are really the ultimative turn off. Hoffentlich kriegt er die Krätze.
- Self pressure – I had a list of seven things to do. I did – one… To be improved.
- The heat. Actually, I know that it is not that hot, we are just not longer used to normal summer weather. I feel like in April when the weather suddently changes from 15°C and rain to 30° and sunshine. Seems that we are going to be back in April by tomorrow.
Tant pis, la puce