Sunny August?

Is Tuesday August 10th and is mainly dull and cloudy, although sun is staging a comeback every now and then. Am discussing with Two what he would like for his 70th birthday, he rejects my offer of briar pipe and slippers with pom poms. Apparently would like jacket of wool, ready for Autumn. As Two seldom ventures out and attends very few, (very very few) social occasions, cannot see why needs new jacket. But is adamant. Have somewhat foolishly arranged surprise party at pub, which I fear is not one of my brightest ideas. However feel cannot let auspicious birthday go by unmarked. Three score years and ten! Now where have I heard that before? Hmm. Wish Two was more gregarious, but is solitary creature and inclined to be furtive. Am signing off now as is peering over my shoulder.