So we’re heading for the coldest May in 100 years? Looking out of the window or, God forbid, going OUTSIDE in this late April deluge, that isn’t blimmin’ surprising.
And is it true that the British really are the only nation to talk about the weather?! Personally, I’m obsessed with the weather. I don’t think I ever go a day without mentioning it. It’s always either miraculous or awful. There’s really no in-between. And it’s a great ice-breaker (see what I did there?), a great way to start a conversation with anyone, especially older people.
And if it really is only us Brits who are so obsessive about weather, my poor Canadian pen pal has been putting up with a lot from me for the last 30 years. I would never email her without giving her a full weather update. And that’s because the weather is ALWAYS weird, always unseasonal, always breaking records.
It’s always extremely wet, extremely dry, extremely cold or extremely warm (for March, not usually for the actual SUMMER). I should know, I’ve endured enough holidays in Padstow in August under an umbrella with the temperature hovering around the 12 degree mark.
At the end of last term, I looked at my daughter in her grey pinafore and knew I couldn’t possibly send her to school like that the next day, so I rushed to Sainsbury’s to buy her a gingham dress. Because it was SUMMER. It was 24 degrees. We were barefoot, the windows and doors were open. But it was March…
And then what happened? It started raining and the temperature plummeted. My girl is back in her pinafore – and she’s wearing tights and a vest too. And it’s nearly MAY for God’s sake. I’m confused…
How many days has it rained for now?! Fourteen, 15? I’ve really lost count. But what I do know is the sight of a bit of sun in the morning is not lulling me into a false sense of security… I live with four people who believe that sun means a) warmth and b) no rain. So they go running out in a Tshirt when it’s 5 degrees. And then they get soaked. Not me.
British weather, throw what you like at me. I’m not going to be fooled by your blue skies. I am on to you.