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Re: change of seasons
Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 10:10 am
by J.R.
Katharine wrote:Ah Phil, don't you sometimes wish for a change, I know I did. We did not have very defined rainy seasons and very little change in daylength throughout the year in Kuching, our last posting.
We had the wet season and the wetter season, but the rain did have an off switch, if it wasn't raining it was sunny it was very rare to have a grey day. The thing that surprised many UK visitors was the daylength, it was daylight more or less 6 to 6 each day of the year.
Islamabad had rapid changes between summer and winter - the local saying was fans to fires within the month. IIRC we had piped gas in the house and gas fires as well as a wonderful open log fireplace in the main room. Spring was wonderful with sweet peas in profusion and the sight of the jacaranda trees in blossom on Embassy Row was breathtaking.
Is that what they call
shiite weather, Katharine ????
Re: change of seasons
Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 11:13 am
by Ajarn Philip
Katharine wrote:Ah Phil, don't you sometimes wish for a change, I know I did. We did not have very defined rainy seasons and very little change in daylength throughout the year in Kuching, our last posting.
We had the wet season and the wetter season, but the rain did have an off switch, if it wasn't raining it was sunny it was very rare to have a grey day. The thing that surprised many UK visitors was the daylength, it was daylight more or less 6 to 6 each day of the year.
Islamabad had rapid changes between summer and winter - the local saying was fans to fires within the month. IIRC we had piped gas in the house and gas fires as well as a wonderful open log fireplace in the main room. Spring was wonderful with sweet peas in profusion and the sight of the jacaranda trees in blossom on Embassy Row was breathtaking.
Not very often, to be honest!
Islamabad may have seasons, but you could still have outdoor barbies all through the winter! Occasionally I hanker for really thick snow, but you never got that very often in the UK anyway. What I don't miss are the miserable, grey days of constant drizzle dripping down your neck. I suppose the only thing I miss is long, sunny summer evenings. I'll manage somehow. Wild buffalo couldn't drag me back to live in England now.