Brexit (it had to appear one day)

Unusual weather we’re having right now, anyone would think we’re in the Med!

But the second I get out the old suntan cream, the rain strikes so I stay here in bed!

I must really try harder to smile and accept that as English our weather is shite. But whenever I live in a hot sandy place, I just whinge at the heat through the night!

Now I’m guessing that summer will end in a flash as we’ve had our proportion of sun. So, when clouds start to form and the temperature drops, we will whine coz it’s just not that fun!

So, lets say, as we Brits head away from the storm that is brewing in Europe these days. We will weather our winters and play in the snow, as we finally get our own way!

You can shovel your summer sun up in your arse and your immigrant crime there as well. For we, as an island, will bid our goodbyes and and allow you to all go to hell.