I find I’m using different words these days to talk about the weather. No, I’m not getting all colloquial, yet, although I like the use of ‘mucky’ to describe a particularly wet day, just lowering my expectations somewhat as to what constitutes a decent sort of a day.
So here’s your handy cut-out-and-keep guide to the new weather, new-speak style:
Not too bad – it stopped raining occasionally
Fine – it stopped raining when I wanted to go outside
Nice – it stopped raining long enough to put out laundry
Really nice – it even stayed stopped long enough to dry it
Lovely – the sun came out
Gorgeous – and the rain stopped at the same time
Glorious – it didn’t rain at all, the sun came out, the wind dropped, and the one small blot on the horizon was that the herd of flying pigs passing overhead crapped on the laundry before we could get it in.
A similar re-calibration by financial journalists to describe the mood in the markets might come in handy, no? That way they won’t run out of superlatives by Christmas.
What’s wrong with cold, wet and windy apart from the obvious!
Anyway whatever the weather is like there this weekend have a good one! xx
I think I’d love to read the 100,000 definitions for “lovely” sometime… weather is only a fraction of the use of that word!
I favour “dreich” as an accurate summation of typically Scottish weather—ie dull, overcast, drizzling, cold and misty. All at the same time.
Flighty – I’ll try but I’m going down to London so that’s 7 hours on a train…
Elizabeth – it’s almost as bad as ‘nice’
Stoney – and that’s just July
Sorry I forgot that! Well reading, or rather wading through, a couple of the Sunday papers should keep you occupied for most of the journey. Or how about Solitaire or a Rubik’s Cube! xx
We were talking to one of the gamekeepers who lives here in the hils one day and he said.
“It’s a soft morning.”
Indeed it was; sunny, but not bright, no wind, and mild.
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