It has rained and blown a gale continuously now for over thirty hours! The weather in these parts seems to have an uncanny ablility to change more rapidly and with more severity than anywhere else in the UK. Certainly more so than anywhere I have lived. Tuesday was beautiful, Tuesday evening displayed a beautiful sunset and then 'bang', somewhere in the night it all disappeared, the barometric pressure fell like a stone and it was winter again!
I have perhaps more than the usual British obsession with the weather......'Bloody hell' I hear you say, 'we've got some boring nerdy chick here, into HTML, the weather and yesterday she gave us bird watching'......... I have bits and pieces of electrical gadgetry intended to forecast the local weather, which I watch avidly and which are reasonably reliable........... I love the extremes, with the exception of intense heat! I couldn't live in a country with one weather pattern, it fascinates me that just 3 months ago here we had a 'whiteout' and two days ago it was bright sunshine with 23 degrees! If anyone has a free 'storm chasing' holiday available I'm ya gal!
Ditto on the other hand is not best pleased and hasn't ventured across the threshold for 24 hours, wind and rain aren't her 'thing' and she has resorted to tormenting the life out of Poppy for entertainment. Her pent up energies have got to the stage all cat parents will recognize and involve intermittent and frequent mad dashes around the house with little regard for anything in her path...........she is soon to require 'peeling off the ceiling' if the weather doesn't improve!
Thursday, 24 June 2004
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I completely understand your interest in the weather - I am the same, but only on school days! I watch weather forecasts avidly, then watch the updates and swear appropriately if they are not to my liking. The reason? A little thing called 'wet playtime' (well, you knew it was going to be school related, didn't you! We teachers don't have a life!) If it's wet, it means the little dears are cooped up in class instead of going out to run off all their pent up energy - and, worse, I am cooped up with them. And boy, do I need that break. I get very uptight if I don't get it! So sorry about the birds' nest. Even down here there were sizeable branches ripped off trees.
I remember 'wet playtime' when I was at school, I always considered it a great treat but it was rare.
All of a sudden the trials of 'parenting' a frustrated cat with too much energy seems like a breeze, rather that than a classroom full of children! :o)
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