Graham made a mention about the awful weather that has been occurring in the UK during Summer.
It made me think about the weather that I have experienced nearly every time I have been on a holiday.
We got married in 1991 up in Cairns and there just happened to be the worst cyclone arrive just after we did. I remember we went for a trip over to a little place called Green Island. It was a small sandy island with a rainforest perched in the middle of it all. The cyclone, however, had blown most of the rainforest canopy off and the island was completely covered in debris and not much forest.
In 1994 when K and I went overseas, it was an unseasonal stinking hot summer. We were in the UK and also in Denmark. Countries which generally have no air conditioning in the hotels. Plus I had brought clothes over with me that would have suited the traditional European Summer which is usually quite different to the stinking hot ones we have here! So there I was with my jeans and blundstone boots and warm tops sweating like a pig in London.
Then there was the dreadful cruise we went on about seven years ago. It rained most of the time and the seas were so rough we could not dock in at a couple of islands. Apparently it was unusually wet for that time of year.
And last year when we went to Noosa for a few days. It rained almost non stop. I was told that it just happened to be the worst weather they had ever seen in almost a decade.
Then this year. We go to the UK and I was told it was the coldest Spring they could remember. I froze and whinged about it for the first week before resigning myself to misery of it for the remaining two.
I’m staying home from now on.
The weather is always as I expect it to be here.
Just warm one day, cold the next.
That’s fine by me.