The Irish attitude to weather is the ultimate triumph of optimism over experience: Every time it rains, we look up at the sky and are shocked and betrayed. Then we go out and buy a new umbrella.
This makes me happy. And for some reason reminds me of a book title I saw on our shelves once: The Improbable Irish. I'm not sure how, but there's a relation in my mind. Also, what a brilliant title.
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