I love autumn and winter. I love being wrapped up in big sweaters, I love being cozy inside when it's cold and lashing down outside, I love Christmas, I love hot chocolates with marshmallows after a freezing walk with the dog.
I hate being too hot. I hate being sweaty. I hate not being able to sleep because I'm clammy. I hate having to get on with normal life when I'm bloody boiling and uncomfortable.
I'm sure this is highly controversial but aside from the odd barbecue which I enjoy, or a holiday abroad when it's hot which I don't mind as there is usually air con in the bedroom and I don't have to do anything I don't want to do and can just sit in cafes and drink cold beer, I wish summer would sod off.
We bought an air con unit last year and it's a bloody godsend but it's only for one room.