XmisterIS
Purveyor of fine nonsense
By all accounts the weather this weekend will be perfectly foul - cold, windy, rainy - and it seems to have timed itself with exquisite perfection to arrive as soon as the weekend starts.
What irriates me a little is the way that the weather reporter invariably stands there, beaming from ear to ear, telling us all that our weekend plans are now ruined.
What irriates me a little is the way that the weather reporter invariably stands there, beaming from ear to ear, telling us all that our weekend plans are now ruined.