BRITAIN is unable to stop watching today’s heavy rain because it touches something deep in the national psyche.
The rain, which began yesterday, has brought the country to a standstill as everyone stares, hypnotised, at the metronomic rainfall they did not realise how badly they had missed.
Eleanor Shaw, from Doncaster, said: “There have been showers, of course, but not the constant, unrelenting downpour that has such a primeval impact on the British mind.
“Sunshine is a capricious enemy who will turn on you in a moment. Rain, steadfast and remorseless, is the weather in which Britain thrives.
“Without rain, how would we whinge to strangers? What excuses would we find for our instinctive dislike of the outdoors? How would we sneer at cyclists?”
Stephen Malley, from Bath, said: “I can hear the gentle swooshing noise of cars driving past in the rain, and I had no idea how much I needed it.
“What is the sun but the brash orb of heathen foreigners? Only rain is true.”
