Every morning I get up, trying to consider what legwear I should be sporting today. I know my hotpants are out, but I have to guess whether its warm enough for shorts or not.
Why? Because I love summer picnics in the Abbey Gardens, sat outside the water meadows, relaxing afternoons with friends sat around the pub gardens of Kingsgate and wandering around the old parts
I like the vibrancy and warmth of the city during the Autumn and Winter, but the change of pace during the Summer months produces such a different atmosphere. It feels like the city works at about
half the rate, basking in the glory of the sun.
Just watching the Itchen flow by whilst sipping a cold pint, or walking up St Catherine’s Hill to see church spires glint in the sunshine - that’s what keeps drawing the people in, and people like
me writing passionately about the city.