An actual ‘highly’ important problem ? The nerve-racking weather .

An actual ‘highly’ important problem ? The nerve-racking weather .

Here comes the ‘rain’, toodle doo doo, or is it supposed to be ‘sun’? Honestly we must admit that the current weather, that shifts from blue skies and (proper) spring heat, to damp pavements and cold winds that make you wish you were back under the covers, from a day to another or within a few minutes, has been absolutely unbearable.

For my part, I’m not a fervent believer in global warming, and even though I’m sure most of you could find hundreds of scientifically proven arguments to make me see reason, I believe it to be part of the earth's natural cycle. But after freezing to death for the past weeks, as I persisted in dressing lightly in hope of a warmer tomorrow, I realised that perhaps global warming was much needed here. No one could argue that, our emission of greenhouses gases (C02 and Ch4) has had a highly positive impact on the environnement. It also seems that we will not be the only ones losing square feet, due to the average rise of housing in London, as some adorable polar bears (that aren’t as friendly as they look) will be joining us.

Another problem related to the uncontrollable weather, is clothing. I don’t usually plan what I will wear the morning to come, which explains my constant tardiness, as I never seem to find a matching pair of shoes; but a quick look out the window and I get the general weather forecast for the day. Though lately my predictions haven’t worked out. UGG’s when the rain starts pouring aren't the best option, neither are rubber rain boots when the sun is shining… Trust me, they are both equally disagreeable, especially when you make a hole with your toes through your ‘brand new’ pair of soft Brown UGG’s when the sheepskin stretches.

They are not water resistant, so why are they suitable beachwear according to the suntanned Australian models that parade in them?

So in conclusion, I am constantly either freezing or extremely warm, but I can’t seem to find the right balance. This is of course driving me utterly mad and I doubt I’m the only one. Plus, I can no longer stand the pastel and almost fluorescent summer clothes that invade all the shop windows I pass by, while my damp hair sticks quite unattractively to my face. They only make me wish that we were already enjoying the warm Granada depicted in Garcia Lorca’s poems.

If we look back over the school year, we can see we had a very enjoyable September, with warm days and lunch in the park (which was dreadfully filled at all times), a mild winter with little snow and sun filled days, and a very original April and May. While the month of April suggests ‘showers’, and May suggests spring weather, we got a drought in April and cannot follow this piece of advice: Ne'er cast a clout till May is out' (meaning cover yourself if your not looking for a near death freeze experience).

However, if you choose to adopt a more optimistic point of view, it seems the temperatures will be finally rising and the sun might be making extended appearances. Which also means not being able to go outside as often as you wish, with the upcoming exams that demand revision for those who recuperated from their weekends on Mondays or chatted away in class, informing everyone of whatever came into their absent minds.

Also, remember that if every season can be enjoyed so can the changing weather:

‘Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, and snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.’ ~John Ruskin

Victoria Taittinger (2nde)