Our Winter season only ceases to allow for a couple of weeks of Spring - normally around March, followed by a blistering hot week or so over the Easter holidays in April (and by blistering hot, I mean over 16 degrees C with little cloud cover) and then a week, maybe two of Autumn - where the trees that have only just blossomed quickly drop all of their leaves (and any remaining Spring flowers). Then back into Winter mode we go.
The great part is that every newspaper tells a different story, "Road Users Beware - 100 days of Snow!" "Scotland to be as hot as the Mediterranean this Summer" "The warmest August on record!" "Beware of torrential rain!" - it's a general guessing game and the cause of so many conversations. I don't think a day goes past that someone doesn't point through the windows at work to comment on the weather - it's become our obsession.
Our Summer this year spread itself out a bit more than usual, it toyed with us like buffering a video on YouTube, just letting us see a bit at a time and just when we were about to give up playing us a short stint just to keep us hooked. It's like Mother Nature has a twisted sense of humour - damn she may even be Scottish.
We got a couple of weeks at Easter as normal - quite irritating for any retailers selling chocolate Easter eggs, a melting pot of disaster! Enjoy that pun.
So yes, two weeks in April - at the slightest hint of warm weather it's entertaining to watch how any British citizen cranks out their summer wardrobe, I'm talking t-shirts, shorts, flip-flops, sandals, sunglasses - most men go topless, which can be a disturbing sight, and every cafe rolls out their outdoor seating which is suddenly teaming with people. The best part is wandering into heavy tourist areas and you can play "spot the Brit" as you watch the sea of people - whilst everyone on the street is wrapped up for the apparent cold weather, you watch the stream of people open up around the topless males and scantily clad females - several confused looks cross from one set to the other.
Then Mother Nature tormented us further by giving us a bloody cold May before showing us a smattering of sunshine days in June, followed by a week in July... We still hold onto the belief that we are meant to have "the warmest August on record" (while it ironically rains outside p.s. it's the 8th August).
I know people think it's a cop-out, talking about the weather, it's the stereotypical filler used when a conversation fades into awkward silence. In Scotland, talking about the weather IS the conversation - we're obsessed with it. So get your weather chat on (and get ready to bet) - hot August or not?