What to call this weather
The reservoirs are certainly filling up this winter. Another rainy day yesterday, and I woke up to more this morning, with the forecast suggesting heavier rain later and a storm. Apparently, this one has a name like they all do these days. I wonder if this personalisation of bad weather was created to make us more friendly towards storms and stop people fretting about them. All pretty daft really. I understand when it’s a hurricane (well, I don’t really, but someone must find it useful), but a squall or a typical winter storm…? Whatever.
I wonder if ‘they’ will start naming good weather? ‘Heatwave Harry is stopping by this afternoon…’ ‘Cloudy Caroline can be expected to cover parts of the north-west by lunchtime…’ ‘Watch out for ‘slightly warmer than usual Wendy on Wednesday, and, by the weekend, we expect weather front normal Norman to return as long as Bothersome Billy the Blustering Beaufort (force terrible-two) stays away…’ When will it end?
Needless to say, rain stops play for me, as in, stops me doing anything except sitting at my desk tapping away and hoping there’s enough food in the house to last until it’s safe to get out to the shops, and for ‘safe’ translate as ‘I could be bothered.’ Hence the old photos – still not found those snatched from my camera on January 10th for no reason. Except Samsung think my card must have ‘gone faulty’ overnight, taken upon itself a good tidy-up, and dumped 1,100 individual files but left behind the folder that housed them. So, with those excuses given, I intend to spend another day at the desk, bar, perhaps, a quick swim to the shop if ‘Sally the shower’ lets up.
