Safe inside, toasty warm, while water pitter-patters on the roof… describe your perfect, rainy afternoon
My perfect rainy afternoon… Well, I’m British, so I’ve had a fair amount of chances to explore this concept – today being a case in point. And I’ve come to the conclusion that the best plans are normally the simplest.
You can’t really go wrong with drinking tea, watching old movies, and snuggling up on the sofa under a blanket with the cat – or a man, if there’s one around. But that’s an optional extra. Of course you need to be wearing your pyjamas, or at the very least your slippers, and be sitting within sight of a window. This should preferably be single-glazed so that you can hear the wind howling and the rain lashing against the glass. And the film should almost certainly be black and white, starring Audrey Hepburn, James Stewart or Clark Gable.
If I was being really fussy, I’d request a roaring log fire and a ramshackle country cottage as my location, complete with creaking floorboards, solid oak beams, and sheepskin rug. And possibly a game of Scrabble. But you can’t have everything.