Summers amazing.

Remember the amazing aroma of freshly cooked sausages hot off the barbecue.

Summer’s amazing.

Remember the feel of cold ice cream as it drips slowly down, down to the abyss, beyond your hand.

Summers amazing.

Remember the after dinner cricket match. The winning shot flying through the air just to be caught on the boundary.

And Remember the rain pattering onto the roof of your tent, helping you to drift off to sleep.

Summers amazing.