When UK based people, who only go abroad on holidays, hear that you're working in Libya, they go into raptures about all the sunshine. Numpties. Living under Britain's shy sun, they think that all hot weather must be good.
But just now, there's a wind blowing out of the south east, which means it's crossed thousands of miles of desert before it got here, and it's thoroughly pissed off about it.
I've got a short Blighty holiday coming up, and I sincerely hope that it rains non-stop.