I recall that last May, the weather was hot and sunny a lot of the time; it seemed like summer, although it’s really only late spring.  Then it chucked it down in the period we in Britain traditionally associate with summer.

This year, we’ve had our April showers and now we’re into May and the sun is blazing away up there in the sky, seeming like summer again.  Presumably that’s because there’s less ozone to protect us from the rays now.  Hmm, no-one ever goes on about the hole in the ozone layer anymore.  It’s all greenhouse gases this and carbon footprint that.  I still say we should plug the cows into the gas mains…

Anyway, from the evidence of two consecutive years, I hypothesise that summer has moved to May.  I also suggest that winter has moved as well, given that 20–30 years ago, we got snow in December, but now we get it in January, if any; spring must be reduced to March and April.  If we get all that rain again that we had last year, then I propose we have a new rainy season in June to August, followed by autumn.

Seems to be having a right old weather today. It was blowing a gale this morning, flinging rain against the window so hard, it sounded like it was hailstoning. But it wasn’t. I looked. That was around 7 or 8. Now—nearly time for elevenses—it’s less windy, not rainy and really quite cloudy. But no so cloudy that the sun can’t peek through now and again.

There was rain forecast for today. There were clear blue skies and sunshine this morning. The rain is happening now. Most murky-dismal, so it is. I’m glad I went out this morning, instead of putting it off till this afternoon!

The summer’s over, by the way. It ended a couple of weeks ago. We’ve had nowt but rain and clouds now, with the sun trying to peek out now and again, like it is doing now.

A run of a few hot, sunny days turned into what seems like an eternity of hot, sunny days. It’s been too hot for me to go outside - hey, I’m from the north east! I’m not used to such heat as one finds in Cambridge in summer - so I languish in the humid heat of my house, with the windows and back door open, hoping a for a through breeze. The cat doesn’ tknow what to do with herself, and hides from the sun under the buddleia bush. She rolls in the muck and brings that muck right in the house. The grass of the lawn in mainly yellow and straw-like.

Yesterday, it came to a head and we had thunder and a heavy sploosh of rain (which sent the cat not in through the open door she was a couple of feet away from, but under her beloved buddleia bush, and wouldn’t come out even when I went to get her. The heat and humidity didn’t leave us, however.

Today, it’s been sunny and hot again, but this afternoon, there have been intermittent rumbles of thunder in the near distance. Now, the light is dark yellow, the rain has arrived. The rain is getting heavier as I type. The thunder’s further away, but it’s still going. The cat’s inside.

Update, about 5 minutes later: the rain is coming down in billions of big fat drops, heavy and hard. They’re bouncing off the wall when they land.

It’s just what the ground needs.

Update, about 2 minutes later: the road out the front’s flooding and the thunder’s getting nearer!

As it has been all week. The rest of the country has apparently been covered in snow, but here, it’s been glorious sunshine, bracing temperatures and the odd flurry of snow.

I’d like to go outside and enjoy it, maybe sit in the Green Dragon’s beer garden by the river - wrapped up warm of course, as it’ll be cold just sitting there, but I have work to do.

It’s stopped snowing.

It’s still sunny though and it’s windy.  It’s been windy all day, I think.