The one thing that is assured about English weather is....it sucks. Every time. Either its too cold, or its too wet, or its too hot. It is never good and far from perfect.
The summer is finally here and the sun came out, the clothes came off, the music became loud as did the men on the streets. And along come downpours and flooding with picture perfect thunder storms. When i say picture i mean 'pichar' the Hindi way of saying it. So the storm was with effects...total Hindi film type..thunder (when the mother hears bad news) and lightning (when the hero figures the heroine is dead). So last night was an Opera of Heaven's Bad Boys.
Not good. Not good.