Weather forecast? Funny and Warned!

How is each country influenced by the weather? What does it to the characteristics of the people that live in it?

Lets see? Here we go: Italy? Oily food. Warm, tomato-y and nurturing. Makes sense. Warm weather, warm hearts, warm humour. Get me?
Then there's France. Warm winds mean herbs, generally, geographically speaking, quite ideal for everything, aaaach, good mother earth shat where France is now...
Netherlands. Great country. Green meadows, cows, one or two traitorous windmills, perfect for weed-growing, apparently. I like. You like? I'll give ya a tenner.
Ireland. Fuck me, how very un-funny. It's not so much a weather as an occasional condition. Humour? None. In fact there is not much substantial all together in Cork, which is the part I have learned to respect from the distance.
England. I've been warned. It has only been mildly shit, not enough to give an convincing impression of constant foggy nights and rainy, hopeless days. Humour? As dry as can be. Aha. Most of it is, never the less, just as wet behind the ears as the half-drunk dick who loudly HA-HA-HA-s his joke in your direction.
Scotland? Cannot give good judgement on something you have not fully experienced yet. Rather convinced I would have the chance to experience all possible weather conditions eventually up here, yet not enough time to way for every eventuality.
Germany. Germany is quite alright weather wise, actually. There might be snow on Christmas, there might be hot burning sun in summer, with out burning the beautiful flowers, dry out the lakes, you see where I'm going. So why are Germans so incredibly pessimistic? Is perfect not perfect enough?

I reckon its a matter of interpretation.