I have lived in Cornwall all of my life (so far) and I do love the place. I love it's beautiful countryside, the coast, the moors, valleys and villages; it's history, especially the people and it's seasons of mists and mellow fruitfulness.
What I don't love so much is it's out of season weather. We are in August already and to date the taste of summer has had a distinctly autumnal flavour. While I am not a sun worshipper, I have far too many moles for that (plus none of my devices have outdoor screens), I do like everything to be in it's season. Being able to travel to work under blue skies is one of those pleasures I do enjoy, walking along in shirt sleeves when so much of the year requires fleeces and/or wet weather gear is beginning to grate.
In both locations it has firstly been about the people; what enabled us to make the most of our time was the good weather. Yes, we were on holiday but even after working our friends could come home knowing that they had time to enjoy the rest of the day outdoors. The photos here are of Cyprus, as our Corfu ones are on a different computer, but they illustrate my point.
Admittedly we have been to Corfu a number of times in September, when the weather is known to turn decidedly wet but it's expected. Spring and summer bring the weather for pleasure.
Cyprus I am ready to admit can be extremely hard for people not used to intense heat but, again, it is to be expected. Hot and dry or cold and wet, hmm.
We will be visiting our friends, Sarah and Jim, in Cyprus again this year and it is this thought that is keeping me going in these water filled days. If only I could taker some of it with me to relieve the pressures of that sun soaked island.