I don’t know about you, but I hate rain with a passion. It’s damp, cold, gets in the way of my vision (curse having glasses and not suiting contacts!) and makes me feel icky and itchy when I come back into the dry and the warm.
It’s totally inherited. My mum hates rain, too.
And yet, here I am, dancing in it!
I did run in it yesterday evening, and it was cooling and soothing, so I was able to appreciate it for perhaps the first time ever.
I took her literally…come and see