Donner und Blitzen
There is a strange light in the garden.
Everything is extra green as if the sky has used some kind of filter to accentuate the colour.. It’s nice but a little strange.
Our Met Office has put up one of their yellow warnings with dire predictions of lightening up the East Coast of the country. Naturally I fired up my trusty old windy.com and switched to the radar. Oh yes… Lots of heavy showers around. I waited, but no lightening. I widened the view a bit and I see that England’s East Coast is getting a few belts but nothing spectacular. But I don’t care about them – they can look after themselves.
Now Italy is the place to go today if you want pyrotechnics. Lovely little storm in the centre with a constant barrage of discharges. Still nothing here though.
Our Met Office has a bit of a thing about thunder. They love predicting the possibility of a bang or two around the country but somehow it rarely happens. We are a remarkably thunder free country. On Tuesday they issued a warning for the entire Eastern half of the country with prospects of lightening everywhere. There was a brief storm over northern Dublin and I even heard a couple of rumbles here but nothing spectacular at all.
Things are hotting up in Spridlington near Lincoln I see. They are having a quiet [very noisy] little lightning party there, but still nothing here.
The green out the window has toned down a bit. It has started to rain. Still no thunder.
I’m a little jealous of Spridlington.
Spridlington is ‘just up the road from here’ We have had a few thundery showers this year. Usually, we get them in Autumn.
The only times I have experienced real thunder storms I was either in England [Somerset] or France. My neck of the woods seems to be immune.
UK Met Office are going on strike next week.
That’s a relief – there won’t be any weather.
No weather presumably means no wind or precipitation? You’re guaranteed a heatwave!
“… I don’t care about them – they can look after themselves.” Dammit, Grandad; I live only forty miles away from Sprid, on the East coast and we could gave been blasted into the North Sea like Sodom and Gomorrah for all you care!
That was a compliment. I’m assuming you don’t need me to help you survive?
We get the odd flash-bang-rumble out here in the wilder west. Not often though.
One thing you’ll quickly discover [if you haven’t already] is that Irish weather can be extremely local. It can be bright sunshine somewhere and a mile down the road it can be pissing rain.
Lightning or lightening. Oddly both words work.