Not what I meant.

I was sat here being the conference host type person looking yearningly upwards.

The sky was blue, the temperature above freezing, the winds light.

I was gutted that I wasn’t going to get airborne this week.  I want to fly, I want to get back into my training regime. I want to debrief the last flight with Bob, honestly without an audience present.

I was almost dreading today, another day of yearning at the wide blue yonder.

Well, it snowed, it rained, the winds are due to be 30 odd knots.

This really wasn’t what I had in mind at all weather.

Go home winter, you’ve really outstayed your welcome.