English Weather
The rain drizzles down on another bare winter’s landscape.
Whatever happened to all the snow?
Our winter nights are the same as any other day;
No white Christmas, since before I know.
The seasons they are a changing,
But the English weather rarely does;
Constant rain throughout the year, no room for snow or sun.
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Aa Harvey (
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Aye, England becoming greater Manchester... famous for it's rain
And don't forget the wind. I find that here in New England, there is constant grousing about the weather, but New Englanders would have it no other way.. I'm sure that Brits also would prefer the seasonal changes to a constant boring atmospnere. . _ Phil A.
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