It just is

I don’t mind weather, most of it anyway. You can’t live in Cumbria and mind about the weather. I quite like snow, as long as I don’t have to drive in it, I don’t mind wind, I quite like cold and frost, I don’t even mind rain or mist or even fog, as long as I don’t have to drive in it. The weather changes and that’s fine.  One expects it to be cold at this time of year.
 
But what I hate is this damp gloom. Nothing weather, as nothing happens. Everything just is . . . damp and gloomy. Damp, dank, gloomy – now that is not weather, it just is.