"No mirk today in Penzance anyway
It's 3C on the lawn a symbol of the dawn
No mirk today it was a common sight
But people passing by say Global Warming's why

How could they know what *******i's message means?
The end of all the snow the end of all my dreams?
How could they know a cottage there had been
Down by the sea where Graham reigns it seems

No mirk today it's nearly always so
In Cornwall anyway the weathers always gay"

Dave (suddenly remembering the 1969 summer night spent in my mini by St.Ives
pier)