It’s raining outside.
There is a bit of a wind too.
They have been on about Storm Brendan for the last couple of days and this apparently is it. It has arrived!
Of course the radio is going apeshit, constantly giving updates. They go to a correspondent in the West who tells us that it is very windy and lashing rain and that some road or other has been closed due to a falling tree. They then cut to another correspondent in another part of the West who tells us exactly the same thing, except that of course it’s a different road that’s closed.
When they run out of correspondents they go to other weather experts who tell us that it’s windy enough to blow the knickers off ya and pissing down out of the heavens. Fascinating stuff.
We have constant reminders to stay away from cliffs and coasts in case we fall in and cyclists have been advised to “take alternative forms of transport”.
Every now and then we go “live to the Met Office” where we are told that the Status Orange Warning is still in place and that it’s very wet and very windy. We are advised to take care.
I don’t know what I would do without all this information. After all, how else would I know what all that wet stuff is that’s falling from the sky? How else would I know why the trees are all waving around the place?
How did they manage in the Old Days?