Bring me sunshine
“The gloomiest August on record has given way to a wet September, leaving sun-loving Brits once again feeling cheated of that most elusive of natural resources. At work and at home, at bus stops and in pubs, people talk about the weather.”
This is how a BBC online piece on the British weather begins.
I always tell foreigners that Britain has four seasons – but not necessarily when one expects them and sometimes all in the same day. On the other hand, the vagaries of the British weather gives us something to talk about. Without the weather, we might have to talk about politics or religion or – perish the thought – our feelings.