Autumn Again

It seems that many people like autumn. Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, and all that. What a load of bollocks! Season of icy winds, rain, darkness and more bloody rain, would be a better description. As someone who really feels the cold, I much prefer the summer. Billy Connolly may claim that there's no such thing as bad weather, just the wrong clothes, and to a certain extent he's right, but I'm a southern softie not a big hairy northerner. I want it warm, dammit.