Even after all these years in England I'm still not used to this. You get up and look outside and see beautiful sunshine and blue skies. To me as an Israeli this means a hot day. But in England this can actually mean a freezing cold day, which is how it feels at the moment. Have looked it up on the web and it says 12 degrees (that's Centigrade/Celsius - I'm sorry, I don't speak Farenheit), which is fair enough for the end of October I suppose. I guess I'm a bit more used to it than I used to - I do remember the first time I came across this kind of day in London, went out in completely the wrong clothes and had to rush back in quickly to put something warmer on!
My wardrobe has certainly changed since living here. I'm sure I'd never owned a pair of gloves before. And I've had to get used to the fact that rain is something that happens often so you can't put things on hold until after the rain or you'd never get anywhere. If you live here you learn to put a raincoat on and take a brolley (yes, the Brits have a nickname for the umbrella - well, it does go everywhere with them) and go out anyway.
In my London days I used to go away to Wales now and again - found a little retreat house which became my regular bolthole. One of my visits was in winter, and I remember sitting in my room and thinking of going out for a walk. But it was raining, so I thought I'd wait a bit. Every once in a while I looked outside and saw it was still raining, until at some point the penny dropped and I said to myself: Come on, you're in Wales in December, what do you expect? Are you really going to wait till the rain stops?
So I put my coat on, took my brolley, and went out... and was rewarded with the most beautiful rainbow!!! Thank you, God. It was worth it!
P.S. Yes, I know I digressed here - I'm officially writing about living in England and here am I telling you about my visits to Wales. Maybe I should have called these postings "living in Britain". Hmmm...
