Black leaden skies,
or baking sun;
there is no happy compromise. (PM 2017)
(As proved today – thunderstorms, hail, rain and hot sunshine. I was soaked helping on “the gate” at the local agricultural Show. Then five minutes after the storms it was too hot to wear a coat. Car parks were a sea of mud when I left after my morning’s work).
More to follow. . . . .