I’m lying in bed. I hear it’s raining. Rosa walks into the room, looks outside and says: ‘The clouds are going away!’ I say: ‘No, dear, it’s raining and the air is all grey’.
Two minutes later the sun is shining and there is enough blue sky to make a Dutchman a pair of pants.
The moral of this story: kids don’t talk nonsense and British have very weird sayings.