
As the local people wittily say: ‘if you don’t like our climate, just wait a minute!’.
As a result, the average temperature is a comfortable 67°F, precisely, year round. (The equivalent in celsius is not available. Wisely, the City Fathers have banned the use of metric measurements of any kind within the city walls.)
Every Luton householder cherishes her, his or heris own funky weather forecaster, hung upon a thong outside the kitchen window. This is simply a flat round stone. If the stone is wet, it is raining. If it is dry, it will very soon rain. If it is white, it is snowing. If it is shaking violently, an earthquake is occurring. If it has vanished, very likely it has been stolen by a lithophiliac kleptomaniac (stone collector).
In all cases, the prudent Lutonian will conclude that it is wiser to stay indoors.