and the sun has finally come out to play.
Its burnt a hole in the dull, grey cloud and eventually woken up the kids - who slept late, enjoying their long summer holidays.
Most days so far had been cold, grey and lashing with icy rain, so bookworms they had become. That after an unpleasant week of learning to sail in the bay - in the sodden, drenching rain.
We quickly hustled up some sandwich creations - cheese, chilli, black olives and rushed outside to our tiny, rented, wooden porch - to bask in the glorious rays of light.
After living in the Lands of the North its easy to understand why pagans worshipped the sun (god).