“Pray don’t talk to me about the weather, Mr Worthing.
Whenever people talk to me about the weather,
I always feel quite certain that they mean something else.
And that makes me quite nervous.”
― Oscar Wilde
Oh how easily we are fooled. Having been lulled into a false sense of security with a few days of mild, almost windless weather, we woke up this morning to a typical winter’s day here in Wellington.
The rain fell out of the sky and the wind moaned and shook trees and roofs around our Capital City. No birds singing here today.
We know that Wellington is the most Windy City in the world. Yes, it even beats Chicago. We regularly (how often?) have gale force winds but hey, this all adds to the wind power that generates the turbines around the city. And according to an earlier Wellington Mayor, Justine Leonard, “Sailors, windsurfers…
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I choose how I will spend the rest of my life 
I had no idea Wellington was such a windy city. As to rain, I like watching it from inside. It would be wonderful to walk in it, but I don’t have the proper clothing. What is your secret?
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