In moments of nostalgia, we an look back at childhood and remember bright, sunny days spent tin the countryside, getting sunburn, eating ice cream and sweating profusely. To think back five years ago and the weather was much the same, though summer seemed slightly shorter and not so hot. Many would suggest this is the result of growing up not climate change and that no days are as good as the old days.
Then 2011 came along and the total number of days of real summer weather probably amount to around three weeks, before the season abruptly ended and we were thrown once again back into Autumn. Cloudy days, almost constant rain and porridge for breakfast to warm yourself up are one grain of rice in the packet. Tsunamis, famine, drought: they are all in the news of late as well as the ever looming melting ice caps and rising sea levels which have become the cornerstone of the global warming march.
Yet there are those who still insist that nothing is changing, that it is all environmental propaganda and that if the world was heating up, why all the rain? Without becoming too scientific, heat makes water evaporate, water vapour makes clouds, clouds rain. Haven't you been caught in the summer rains on an uncomfortably hot day?
Summer time is one of the few things I like about this country but it looks as thought that will soon be gone leaving me clinging to the nice architecture, traditional institutions and Stephen Fry as the only things I can speak proudly of about Britain.
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