I’m quite serious, you know. I’ve always liked this sort of weather. Chilly and drizzly, no sun glare in my eyes. Must be something encoded deep in my English, Irish and Welsh genes. I was so pleased, on my one visit to England, that the weather was just like this every day. Of course, it was December and January. But I’d have been quite disappointed had it been unseasonably sunny and warm.
I wrote of my exchange with Professor Elemental the other day. Searching for links caused me to run across this video I hadn’t seen. I especially like the bits where he calls for enthusiasm, then tails off into typical national diffidence:
So if you’re down with the Brits, then make some noise!
But if you’d rather not… that’s… fine…
Hip, hip, huzzah. If it’s not too much trouble…
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Nothing seems more appropriate than:
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun
If the sun don’t come you get a tan from standing in the English rain.
That was in my mind when I wrote this…