I'm allowed to be obsessed with the weather!
Tuesday morning I had to de-ice the car - made difficult because the boot lock where I keep de-icing stuff was frozen! Luckily I keep spare can of de-icer in house. Usually I have ice-scraper loose in car, but in a fit of tidiness I'd put in boot!
Anyway - Tues afternoon my lover and I were in my sunny back garden and I found another ripe strawberry, which he duly ate.
This is not a metaphor - just mad British weather!
I wonder if it counts as pathetic fallacy?