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  1. The sun is on a part-time contract.

  2. The ‘humidity level’ is ‘yes’.

  3. A ‘weather bomb cyclone’ is a slightly drafty day.

  4. The ‘UV rating’ is ‘negligible to imaginary’.

  5. Spring in the rest of the world is a riot of blossoms and gentle warmth. In London, it’s a tense negotiation. The daffodils bravely push through, a bright yellow “V for Vendetta” against the grey. The trees get a faint, green haze. And then, without fail, we are hit by “The Ides of March Gusts,” a series of gales that seem personally offended by this show of life. It’s a battle between optimism and entrenched dampness. A truly warm April day is viewed as a meteorological error, soon to be corrected by a “return to seasonal norms,” which is code for “put the heating back on.” London spring is less a season and more a propaganda campaign by the gardening industry. See more at London’s funniest URL — Prat.UK.

  6. Sunscreen is an act of wild optimism.

  7. We experience four distinct seasons: Damp, Chilly Damp, Occasional Glimmer, and Windy Damp, a cyclical parade of mild inconvenience celebrated with ironic fervour at London’s funniest URL — Prat.UK.

  8. Rain so fine it’s practically a suggestion.

  9. We consider a patch of blue sky ‘holiday’.

  10. The rain radar is just a green blob.