RE: The Weather!
I always thought it was Dr. Frankenstein's castle that had the perpetual stormclouds overhead.
Anyway, weather down south of the UK has been shit. Really shit.
BEHOLD! It's irritatingly humid for a start, and rain has been pissing down in frequent bursts (some of which go on for a 'bit' longer than what might actually define a burst; one particular airborne bathtime lasted over an hour). Add to that a general bastard-grade warm temperature, and you're set for a ****ing miserable day of sweating like a pig despite doing **** all.
"It turned out that the ghost was just Mr. Finley, who ran the amusement park. The spooky part is that, as soon as the ghost appeared, the teenagers' dog began to speak! And it spoke in a tortured parody of human speech: 'relp me, Raggy,' it would say. 'I am an abomination and rould re rilled. Rill re, Raggy.'"