Which British weather moment genuinely brings the nation together the most?

That magical day when the temperature hits 15°C and the entire country collectively decides it's beach weather. Pub gardens overflow, BBQs are hastily assembled, and someone always gets sunburnt.

Schools close, trains stop running, and Twitter fills with smug Scandinavians mocking us. Meanwhile, we're building snowmen and stockpiling bread like it's the apocalypse.

After days of sticky, sleepless nights, the skies finally open with theatrical thunder and torrential rain. Everyone stands at their window watching like it's a West End show.

An unexpectedly mild autumn evening when you can sit outside in just a jumper. Everyone pretends summer isn't really over and orders one more pint.

Naming storms was the best thing the Met Office ever did. Suddenly everyone's a meteorologist, garden furniture becomes a projectile, and the news shows reporters being blown sideways.