Well to a large extent you are correct.
However that is not our real obsession.
Nor is Religion, or Fighting.
No, as a nation we talk 24/7 about the weather.
I phone my mum and she has to know,
“what’s your weather like today?”
Equally she has to tell me in great detail,
what the weather is like with her in Dublin.
If it is raining we compete to have the most rain.
“Its raining here since yesterday morning” I will say.
My mum will add, “Well it started here last night,
but it has been torrential since”.
If you happen to come to Ireland,
and you pass anyone, whether you know them or not,
it is completely acceptable and indeed normal,
to comment on the weather.
“Hi there how’s things. dreadful weather isn’t it?”.
or “lovely bit of sunshine”,
or “we’ll need an ark if this keeps up”
(This last one is said often,
and those who say it expect you to laugh at their wit!)
You are not expected to hang around for a reply.
It is just the done thing to mention the weather,
as often as possible every day,
to anyone and everyone.
The other thing to note if you did visit our shores,
is that even if it is nice weather,
everyone is waiting for it to change.
“Isn’t it lovely, but it’s to be raining later”.
Or “Enjoy it now because I believe the weekend is to be dreadful”.
We often enjoy four seasons in an hour,
and rarely can we make plans if they include the outdoors.
Parents learn early not to promise a trip to the woods,
or the beach or a picnic outdoors,
because it is all too likely that it will be cancelled due to bad weather.
However we are despite all that,
an eternally optimistic nation.
Despite many years of disappointment,
every summer we wonder,
“Will this be a good one?”
Then once in awhile it happens.
The sun shines and the forecast says,
“warm and dry all week”.
In fact this past week they have told us,
that a high pressure is “locked in” over the country.
We never heard the likes before,
The result is the warmest Summer in a long time.
Yesterday was the hottest day for seven years.
We are all losing our classic Irish pasty look,
and the numbers sporting “farmers tan” are dwindling.
Beaches are packed and barbecues dusted off.
We are having a real Summer at last.
So what can we say now that we have the weather we dreamed of?
We say “Oh my God this weather is dreadful, the heat is killing me”.