Sweet, I love storms. Sounds so relaxing, just to lie back, vegging out on the sofa, blindfold on, listening to thunderbolts crack and hail pelting off the house windows. And the air always tastes better after a good storm too.
20 'C though..yuck! I can't stand searing weather like that, I'd bloody well cook alive. And last time I checked, I was a man, not a damn lobster.