Cloudy

Bob still finds the adjective cloudy sort of creepy when it's applied to apple juice--I'm not sure why, especially since even humble Sainsbury's cloudy pressed apple juice is fantastically tasty (especially compared with the from-concentrate stuff).

Since my hay fever continues to be if-it-weren't-so-sad-it'd-be-funny terrible, the word cloudy also gives me hope of late--hope that it'll pour rain and at least temporarily provide a respite from these pollen-filled days. Alas, the British weather isn't cooperating in the way I'd like, and every day remains sunny, warm, and very windy: a recipe for hay-fever disaster!