British Weather, near misses and lots of smoke – almost a typical day on the Canal?
England doesn’t really do “seasons”. Where other, lesser countries have “spring” and “summer”, England simply takes a little Meteorological Lithium and is merely clinically complicated and precipitately confused. Where some more predictable, less innovating countries have “autumn” and “winter” England simply stops staking the pills and relaxes into pure, unbridled climatological insanity.
We’ve had “dull” for most of the past week. Not your average, “Made in China” dull, but the dullest dullth since Dully McDull invented dull for the dreary masses. It hardly got light at all. There were times when I had to strike a match in order to be able to see well enough to light a candle. England doesn’t care, you see, about a chap wasting two matches just to light one candle, England doesn’t give a fig.
We’ve had rain, too. Oh, not rain such as anyone trapped on the foreign side of the English Channel…
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