Why DOES it always rain on me?

OK, this is getting silly now. I mean, it's Britain, no-one expects Mediterranean temperatures, but for the love of all that is good and holy, STOP RAINING!!!

This time last year you couldn't move for fear of sweating buckets. This year you can't move for fear of tripping over all the buckets that are now being used to catch the drip from the leaking roof. I'm not one to complain, but if anyone's listening, listen to Morecambe and Wise and bring me sunshine.