It has been dark since midday.
The rain has been falling so hard, that I cannot hear the TV.
Not that it matters, as half the channels have been knocked out by the poor reception.
The ground is sodden, and the river has flooded once again.
The prospects for better weather are not good. More rain tomorrow, and heavier rain too.
It is the 28th of June, midsummer in England.
Is it any wonder that I am so completely fed up?
Tell me that I am wrong. Go on, I dare you!