“The grapes are sour” is in Cornwall often changed to “Lev-un go! he’s dry eaten after all,” as the old man said when he couldn’t catch the hare.
Sailors and fishermen have naturally many weather proverbs, of which I will give a few:—
“A north wind is a broom for the Channel.”
“A Saturday’s moon is a sailor’s curse.”
“A Saturday’s and Sunday’s moon
Comes once in seven years too soon.”
“Between twelve and two you’ll see what the day will do.”
“A southerly wind with a fog bring an easterly wind in ‘snog’ (with certainty).”
“Friday’s noon is Sunday’s doom.”
“Friday and the week are never alike.”
“There’s never a Saturday in the year
But what the sun it doth appear,” etc.