I have just returned from the Post Office ( not a Bank Holiday in
I remarked to the man behind me in the queue, that the weather is positively dreadful today, wind, hail and rain with the very occasional burst of sunshine. It is like deepest winter.
He looked at me, amused. ‘Mais, non.’ he replied. ‘ It never hails in the winter, when we have hail the seasons are changing, now it is Spring’.
I left the Post Office smiling with the wind in my face and said out loud ‘Let it hail !!’
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