No wonder. . . . . . . . .

We arrived in rain and it hasn't really stopped yet - perhaps not constant pouring

 rain, but enough to dodge umbrellas and puddle hop throughout the day.  

Yesterday we took an all day coach trip to The Giant's Causeway and other

well known places. . . . . it rained most of the time but the countryside was

gorgeous and green.

We're in Belfast, Northern Ireland for a few days which, though full of history, 

is damp and dreary under a leaden sky. We now know why the pubs are crammed

 with people still in winter clothes and rain wear, boots, and warm scarves

 wound round cold necks, those dripping umbrellas everywhere. . . . . . it's cold

 and everyone is soaked!

So let's lift a pint, sip a glass, and chat to whoever is nearby, after all it's Ireland,

 the locals are happy, very friendly, talking is the national pastime. . . . . . .and if

 you're lucky enough to find a seat by the fireplace, you will be warm and it's

wonderful to come in from the rain. . . . . . . 

. . . . . . . there are also loads of coffee shops everywhere if it's too early

 for the pub, we saw an intersection with well known ones on each corner, 

all full of damp cheerful people!

Thankfully I'm prepared - boots, rain jacket etc. and of course my umbrella.

Tomorrow the train to Londonderry where of course it will be raining!