As I get older I believe this more every day. My dad's not an anglo, and he always used to say that as soon as he gets the chance he's gonna fuck off to somewhere hot, because the british weather makes him depressed. I always used to like it - going out in wellies, wrapping up warm, playin sport on the waterlogged pitches. Now as I get older I realize how much I need sunlight and warmth. Everything is better when it's sunny. EVERYTHING. Even just looking out the window and seeing people being happy together.