Nice weather for it...

So, what do the Brits talk about when they are at a loss to talk about anything else? Yes, ladies and gentlemen, they talk about the weather.

This is in part because the meteorological conditions of the lovely British isles is as unpredicable as Naomi Campbell' attitude to staff. Okay, scrap that, at least its consistent that La Campbell will through a tantrum, but who the lucky recipient is going to be is unknown.

Okay, back to the topic in hand: the weather. Geneva is a bit of a microclime, but I've had consistently good reports that once June arrives the weather will be a blaze of sunshine and it would be all summery and I pictured jugs of Pimms on the balcony with strawberries and cream. Only, due to some frigging freak pressure fronts this is what I've been experiencing for the last 3 weeks with more to come:



I am throughly sick and quite frankly, fucking tired of all this rain.