Weatherwise comments: the staple of British small talk...

The weather is once again doing its duty by providing a topic for conversation. After days and days of a warmish, clinging, damp grey murk, when the sun didn't once show its face from dawn till dusk - depressing, but hardly worth comment - we can once again exchange weatherwise remarks as we pass each other in the lane:
"It's turned chilly suddenly, hasn't it?"
"Yes, we have to get dressed up warmly now."
"Still, I much prefer it to what we had before. I'd rather have it really cold and dry than all that miserable damp stuff."
"Oh, so would I. It was so depressing."
"And now everything's drying out, we can scuff in the leaves again!"
This last being my contribution. After all, it wouldn't be autumn without scuffing in heaps of brightly-coloured fallen leaves, would it?