For the last couple of days our Met Office has been issuing a Weather Warning.
Essentially what they seemed to be saying was that we are going to be having some weather on Tuesday, which I think is rather perspicacious of them?
Sure enough, I woke today and there is indeed weather. It’s not the calm sunny weather we had yesterday, but more of a typical summer weather with strong wind and rain. However, to give the Met Office its dues, there is indeed weather.
There had been the occasional mention of Hurricane Charlie and how this wasn’t going to be like that [so why mention it? It’s a bit like describing someone by saying he doesn’t look like the Pope].
I remember Hurricane Charlie back in ‘86 but not at the time it happened.
You see, I was on holidays in Kerry at the time and didn’t have radio, television or newspapers so I hadn’t a clue what was going on. One particularly wet and windy day we decided to take a trip into Dingle and come back via the Conor Pass. Now the Conor Pass must be one of the most exposed roads in Ireland and I remember thinking at the time, as the wind blew the car from one side of the road to the other that it was a tad windier than usual. It was only a few days later that I heard that I had in fact driven over the Pass at the height of the hurricane. I didn’t know you can shit yourself in retrospect.
So the weather today is not Hurricane Charlie. Nor is it Hurricane Anna or or even Katrina. It is just anonymous weather.
They have been issuing traffic alerts too.
They have been warning us that because of the rain, the roads will be wet.
Now anyone who doesn’t know what causes wetness shouldn’t be driving anything more powerful than an electric toothbrush, but I suppose in these Nanny State days, people look on the gubmint to do all their thinking for them?
They have been warning us to watch out for fallen trees.
So when I am driving along and I see a massive green and brown thing blocking the road, I can remember their warning and not drive into it.
I will say one good thing for the weather today.
All those newspapers and other bits of rubbish that I had put out to be burned are now scattered across the neighbouring parishes.
Always look on the bright side.