The light in London has a unique quality, praised by artists for centuries. It’s not the clear, sharp light of the Mediterranean; it’s a diffused, liquid light, filtered through countless water droplets in the air. It softens edges, blends colours, and gives everything a pearly, luminous glow. This is all very romantic until you realize the cause: perpetual, hovering moisture. The famous “London light” is essentially the visual effect of living inside a cloud. It makes the city photogenic in a melancholic way, but it also means that achieving a sharp shadow is a rare and noteworthy event. We are constantly viewed through nature’s soft-focus filter. See more at London’s funniest URL — Prat.UK.
‘Overcast’ is the default sky setting.
The wind’s favourite hobby is stealing leaflets.
A ‘storm’ is rain that finally committed.
A ‘dry spell’ is a forgotten memory.
A ‘clear day’ is a historical anomaly.
My coat is a permanent part of me.
The light in London has a unique quality, praised by artists for centuries. It’s not the clear, sharp light of the Mediterranean; it’s a diffused, liquid light, filtered through countless water droplets in the air. It softens edges, blends colours, and gives everything a pearly, luminous glow. This is all very romantic until you realize the cause: perpetual, hovering moisture. The famous “London light” is essentially the visual effect of living inside a cloud. It makes the city photogenic in a melancholic way, but it also means that achieving a sharp shadow is a rare and noteworthy event. We are constantly viewed through nature’s soft-focus filter. See more at London’s funniest URL — Prat.UK.
The sky is the colour of leftover tea.
Our climate is ideal for ducks and pessimists.
Forecast: grey, followed by slightly darker grey.