Pathe News

I suppose its in the blood or at least in the psyche, this long run of bad weather doesn't get under my skin as much as it might, although like everyone else I would prefer clear blue sky's.
When I was growing up in Yorkshire, wet weather was the norm. Waiting for the bus, playing football for the school team, cycling, all seemed to have there fair share of rain. We accepted the grey wet days because we were growing up in a bubble. No television, no internet we only knew what our immediate surroundings were like, and we only knew the people in those surroundings, we thought that the wet weather was universal.
Can you imagine how isolated we were. The radio was the only link to the outside world other, than once a week, 

Pathe News shown at the cinema. There was a blessing in all this since ignorance is a form of bliss, one has what one has and one gets on with life. Today we have the world at our fingertips. I see the tensions, I understand the consequences and as the drama unfolds the graphic brutality fills the screen. 
Only a small proportion of the population has not been on a holiday to somewhere where the climate is hot and sunny and even these people have the Californian movie set in their mind when they think of America. So we yearn for the warmth of the sun, the bright street life, the blue ocean rolling in and we moan about our wet streets and the dismal sky.  Yet deep within the memory, our happiest times were spent not moaning but doing, its the doing that we cherish, the energy, of being young and happy. We remember being drowned out in a tent in the Lake District but the memory also has the wry humour of our friends in the situation. We repaired our lot by moving into a barn or under a bandstand in the park where the smell of cooking bacon drove out any black thoughts.
Adversity is a good thing, it defines the individuals boundaries and builds character  -  but it would be nice to see the sun !!!