Now playing// Soundtrack to a grey sky summer

When summer arrives, I'm never usually completely satisfied. I have romantic visions of sunny parks brimming with flowers, barbecues and pimms. FRISBEE. The sickly sweet smell of suncream. Maybe even the chance to venture outside without a coat on. I forget the reality. Skin prickled with goosebumps, the sun staying stubbornly tucked under a cloud. The feeling …