Sixteen forecasts, two bodies, ten seconds each. Bring an umbrella regardless.
British Weather Bods exists because two people standing in a British garden already know what's coming. Oh No My Bin turns you into a wheelie bin losing a fight with the wind, Michael Fish makes someone deliver the forecast nobody believed, and Plastic Bag Dance is exactly the panicked flapping you've watched happen on every high street. Sixteen shapes cover drizzle, gales, floods and the four seasons Britain crams into one Tuesday, plus a shot at And The Pot Of Gold? for anyone feeling optimistic. It's a pack built entirely from small talk — the stuff two people say to each other at a bus stop, now performed at full scale for a camera. Auntie Zeffie judges with the weary patience of someone who's watched this exact forecast fail before. Ten seconds a shape, eight dealt a round, best played the moment it starts raining and you're stuck inside anyway.
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