I should not complain - but I CAN'T help myself being depressed in this horrendous, non existing summer. A couple of days before I had a hat, wool coat and my Isabel Marant autumn boots. How sad?
We've also spent so much time and money now on both of our two terraces and it's impossible even to sit outside for a cocktail when necessary, unimaginable to enjoy a cosy dinner. Please, please, please arrive with those impeccable summer nights now and mild, warm winds in the evening.