That morning, in a press conference that was supposed to be about the low pressure system sweeping through the south of the country and triggering gale warnings in the Skagerrak, one Linnea Rehn was asked if this was the start of Autumn. Her response, as far as I've been able to piece it together from various radio and newspaper reports, ran something along the lines of:
No not yet. When the average temperatures fall under 10 degrees Celsius, then summer is officially over, according to the definition. It is August, and the summer heat probably won't ever come back; but one never knows.
This isn't fall; it's just a fall-like weather pattern.
So I'm just going to close the windows, so that the rain-like precipitation and cold-like wind doesn't make my head-cold-like, umm, cold any worse.