Snow? No thanks, I'll suffer the rain.

I'd like to complain about the rain this morning, but, then, I remember all the snow some of my overseas friends are blighted with. So I won't complain. I'd rather have rain than snow. Until someone (rightly or wrongly) genetically manufactures a Tauntaun. Or builds a snow speeder. Or both.

Until then, I can live with being damp. I'm English, after all. I've had years of practice.