Miss I is off to a rather grand place in N Wales to do some writing. I have warned her about the weather but suggested that Storm Doris will keep her indoors and working instead of wandering about exploring.
I went on to suggest that the weather explains a great many British achievements as if we enjoyed Mediterranean weather we would never have knuckled down and invented trains and iron ships and clocks and suchlike but would, instead, have sat about chattering and drinking wine in the sunshine like, um, Italians
On reflection, I ought to have said Greeks
I have been warned to expect a clouting.