Rain… it’s piddling down, it’s raining cats and dogs, it’s
drizzling, pouring, bucketing down, pissing down, spitting… I think us English
have about the same amount of words for rain as Eskimos have for snow. But then we are used to the rain, it’s a way
of life for us. It could be lovely when
you leave home, but you better take your brolly as it could tip down any
minute. Arrange a BBQ? Better make alternative plans – just in case.
So when it comes to rain anywhere else, it’s quite funny to see
the reaction, especially in sunny southern California. Oh dear – it’s a disaster – Storm Watch
2014!!
I’m driving on the freeway, well not actually driving, just basically sitting because
it’s raining. No, not pouring, not
piddling, not even spitting, it’s just a little bit of hazy, drizzling rain and
the freeway has ground to a halt! I know
California is the land of never ending sunshine, but really. The tiniest little drop of rain and every
head automatically goes up a bum. There
are two classes of people – the “Oh no, I must drive really, really slowly in case I have
an accident” and then there’s the “Oh, I better drive really, really fast
because I’m a California speed racer and I know how to drive in the rain.” WRONG!
And accidents abound.
Tsk, tsk California. I
would really like to see how all these people would cope having to stand at a
bus stop for 30 minutes in the rain, getting soaked to the skin. We do it, we have to and we all complain
about the weather, we are English after all – it’s a national pastime. But of course we do have that stiff upper lip
which prevents us from being too outspoken.
We just mumble “bloody weather” and get on with it.
But I do have one question.
When did rain change it’s name?
Why is it that every weather forecaster now calls rain “precipitation?” “There’s a bit of precipitation coming in the
next few days…” Is it supposed to make
us feel better, give us a sense of security that actually, you don’t have to be
an idiot on the freeway because it’s precipitation and not the dreaded R word….
R-A-I-N!
Where I come from, rain is rain! No fancy names, just Rain!
Where I come from, rain is rain! No fancy names, just Rain!
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