as ever was; so ever shall be

I walked across to the store at lunchtime today and the Sun was so warm it felt like August. I took off my jumper and let my arms feel the joy of the freedom of wearing a short-sleeved shirt.
By the time I finished my meeting and made the return journey it was overcast and ten degrees colder. A Hell of a change in ninety minutes, and doesn’t that sum up the British climate? While the sky is clear it’s delightful; as soon as cloud strikes it’s unbearably dull and cool.

RC 10-10-16