July, not singing

July in the north west of England is really something special. Gives a different perspective to life, indoors, fires, water spotting, and I can't even watch the cricket and the golf on the tv, which is what I usually do in july when I happen to be in this country, as I am stupid enough not to have one. Moaning time big time (seriously it is unbelievable the amount of rain the powers above dare pour on this otherwise estimable city).