Us Brits, we like to talk about the weather. It's a conversation starter, it's an ice-breaker, it's something to talk about in those awkward moments when you can't think of something to say, it's something to say to random old men you pass in the street, "Nice day", "Aye, better than yesterday" [walks on].
Yet the British weather isn't generally extreme or interesting. I mean we have the odd flood, but that's about it. We've had one hurricane in my lifetime...it was very small and we're still talking about it (and the weatherman who pooh-pooed the idea of a British hurricane will NEVER hear the end of it). It's never VERY hot, it's never VERY cold, it's never REALLY stormy. Our weather just pootles gently along in a very, well, British kind of way. "Well, I was thinking of being really hot today, but you know that's just not British, too extreme, ladies might get their ankles out by George!".
Having said that, it was flamin' freezing* this morning and summery** this afternoon. A girl never knows whether to take her cardi off or not!
Key:
* dropped below 15 C (59F)
** went above 15 C (59F)
Hope you're having a great Monday!
3 comments:
Soooo.... (LOL) because thou art neither cold nor hot, but lukewarm, thou wilt be spewed out!
No blasphemy meant.
Ooer. Must move to Dubai, very hot there. ;)
The problem is that while our weather isn't extreme, there is an awful lot of it. All in the same day. Cold, warm, wet, dry, wet again, colder, hotter ... and trying to predict what it might do when is a national sport ;).
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