SPRING INTO SUMMER

Bzzzzzzzzzzzz…………that’s the bumblebee who knows were springing into summer when we’ve lost an hour to fulfil a brighter day and the summer sun is well and truly on its way. So, time to bid farewell to the knits, mitts all those bits and get into something that actually fits. Rainbow tees while showing the knees begin to inject a kaleidoscope of colour into a brighter land whilst you sing along to your favourite band, daytrippin for miles with all around smiles you know your on the right track.
Summer in dear ole Ireland is such a brilliant landscape, the grass is greener with a healthy demeanour and the garden is a splendour of colour the roses are in full bloom and the birdies sing a happy tune. One doesn’t feel the need to cook and instead might just read a good book. Salads and sunshine lead to a healthy slim line and a tan to impress your man.

Clear blue skies promote natural highs and trips to the seaside, splashing by the tide you decide you want to take a swim and let yourself in. Energised your skin dries and look how quick the seagull flies. Jingly chimes you hear nursery ryhmes a colourful van with an ice-cream man and so you splurge and its time to indulge like a dog with a bone you savour your ice-cream cone.
Floating on air without a care this feeling has become too rare so get all your friends in lieu and lets arrange a barbeque, thoughts flounder ah go ahead have that quarter pounder, well you couldn’t say anything sounder except for maybe have a can, yeah that’s definitely the plan and so it began a toast to the summer jam.
Flip floppin theres no stopping the longer days as you drift into a summer haze, blissful walks along the promenade makes you feel glad and lucky, hey you might start to feel like a rookie visit the bookie, no wait that’s abit cookie sticking with lucky hmmmmm go on visit the bookie did someone say nookie… yes, that’s a horse and its never unlucky!
La la la lotion, I aint got no notion of getting burned like the year before when I swore I learned a lesson to emblazon myself in factor 5 or more lets say twenty four even though it blocks my colour a little duller, but its best to stop and think ease in and begin to get what your wishing for and know the score before you look like a burnt whore.
So there goes the busy buzzy bee again collecting its honey, pretty much its terms of money, it doesn’t stop and stings anyone who gets in its way so why not let that be your inspiration this summer do exactly what you want to do, make it taste good and be nice to everyone that you should.