The Sun Is Shining...

There ain't a cloud in sigh, it's stopped raining wehey hey, It's a beautiful new day...

Sorry, excuse me, I got a bit carried away of the whole Mr Blue Sky. 

I have to admit, because I am about 50 years older than I actually am (mind officially boggled) I don't really like the sun, or any heat. So this unmitigated outbreak of sunshine is not entirely welcomed by me.

However, even though I now have sunburn on my neck, legs and feet (which really hurts by the way, not a good idea) I am quite enjoying it. I think it puts everybody in a really happy mood and the makes life a lot more enjoyable.

I have also been able to get lot's done. I feel in a way more productive. Not only have I revarnished the car, but I have been asking a podcast with the Year 6s at the local primary school as part of a music project, which has been really good and productive and creative, and I have also been enjoying bike rides and little job around and about.

I mean don't get me wrong, I love the winter, the crisp cold of a bleak winter's morning, however in the summer there is almost a complete change in atmosphere of the entire population.

Not only that, but it means BBQs, salads and ice cold beers are a lot more regular and fre flowing, which is never a bad thing. It is strange in a way to think that our diet can change so much between seasons just because of the weather.

I watched a program the other night about supermarkets, and they can predict sales to a very accurate percentage based on a long range weather forecast. I mean that is mad right?

So here is to hopefully a reasonably decent summer this year, let's hope it doesnt turn out as wet and miserable as usual!

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Crazy British Weather

As a British citizen,  have a duty to uphold the internationally renowned reputation of talking about the weather. I have pretty much talked about the weather in every single post, so I am not going to start to change that.

And the thing is, as a society, our natural instinct is to talk about the weather. There is nothing anybody can do about it. When we try and have a conversation with somebody without making reference to the weather, there ends up with awkward silences until somebody spurts out THE phrase... "Bloomin' weather can't make up it's mind."

And unfortunately this is just something that us brits will have to live with for the rest of our existence  We can't have a conversation without talking about the weather. End of.

I have tried to think of the reasons why we always talk about the weather, not least always moan about the weather...

And there aren't really any reasons why. I mean yes in Britain we can go through all 4 seasons in 1 day, and the weather is, to quote, 'very changeable' but that doesn't give us an excuse to talk about the weather so much.

And it isn't like there isn't plenty else to talk about. I think it just boils down to tradition. People have always talked about the weather as a way of creating small-talk, and that is how we now think. We have to use the weather as a conversation starter, so that is what we do.

But hey, that's what makes us British.

It's too hot for me. I mean I like it warm but this is too sticky for me...

And they are biting, little things are biting...

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