What I call girzle. All too common where I live; I reckon as many as 50 days a year are "fun rain" days. I find it bloody annoying, because you feel a fool walking round underbrella, but without a prophylactic you get WET in a surprisingly short time.
As portly comic Peter Kay said, "it's that fine rain that soaks you through."
You must have had a wonderful imagination, frindley. (Not that it's changed since then.) Very descriptive--and in fact, a few days ago, when I stepped outside before dawn to pick up the morning newspaper, this exact kind of precipitation was in the air. :-)
When I was very young this was my name for a kind of rain experienced quite frequently in Melbourne (and also on occasion in Sydney). It is very soft, almost misty, with fine droplets, so that it feels like the caressing of fur against your cheeks. Lovely.