Take the weather with you
Have you noticed that with the weather there is no pleasing some people.
To sum up: in the winter it’s too cold; in the spring it’s too wet; in the summer it’s too hot and in the autumn it’s too foggy.
Maybe it was always so, from South of the Tropics to the Polar Rim, from the Western Isles to East of Eden, people have looked up at the sky and commented about the weather since time immemorial.
I happen to live in a particularly pleasant and temperate corner of south-west Europe and agree with John Ruskin when he said:
Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
The person who exemplifies my opening statement takes a pretty dim and pessimistic view of the weather conditions on any given day. One glorious sunny day in early June I remarked to her: what a lovely day! She thought for a moment and then came back with: yes, but they’re giving rain for the weekend. Oh for Heaven’s sake carpe diem, you silly person, carpe diem!
And now over to Crowded House (sound of clapping and applause)
Walking ’round the room singing “Stormy Weather”
At 57 Mt. Pleasant Street
Well, it’s the same room, but everything’s different
You can fight the sleep but not the dream
Things ain’t cooking in my kitchen
Strange affliction wash over me
Julius Caesar and the Roman Empire
Couldn’t conquer the blue sky
Well, there’s a small boat made of china
It’s going nowhere on the mantlepiece
Well, do I lie like a loungeroom lizard
Or do I sing like a bird released
Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go, always take the weather
Everywhere you go, always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go, always take the weather
The weather with you