Apparently the English can enjoy their weather, in moderation (of course). But only if the weather is sunny, warm, and dry (so not that much). The problem, as those who know us can testify, is that we enjoy weather that is raining, cool, and cloudy. We like the wrong kind of weather, and we like it in the precise opposite order of priority.
The English like weather in the following sequence:
Sunny
Dry
Warm
Sunny is the best thing that can happen, rain the worst. Warmth comes in next place; a sunny day in winter is better than a cloudy day in summer.
Baddeley weather fits the following values:
Rain
Cold
Sunshine
We love rain (Jen more than I), and any day with rain is a good day. We dislike sunshine; while not quite vampires, we are good candidates for Vitamin D supplements. And cool is always appreciated – a slight chill in the air makes us feel invigorated, while warmth tends to knock me around.
The irony is that we have (for the first time since our trip to Tasmania) the perfect weather for us. And yet our taste in weather is considered a form of pathology here in England. (The one time we let slip that we were enjoying the cold rain the conversation ended and had to be restarted). So we are going to have to find a way to dissemble about the weather – as not even being Australian seems to be able to permit us to like the ‘wrong’ weather. MDB
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If you say you like the rain, I think they think you are being sarcastic as heck.
A baddeley? being sarcastic? surely not.. :)
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