The Wind in the Pillows....

Are you an optimist? I am.

I hung my washing out this morning before I left for work, fondly imagining that I'd come home to a wind-dried heap of bedding.

Instead, I've returned to find a rain-soaked pile of linen, which is now on the horse, gently steaming (unlike me, who is having nothing stronger than tea!)

Who fancies emigrating to somewhere warm with me?