This is a travel blog, so it is not concerned with events at home, and by at home I mean right here, in our house and in our garden. But it is my blog and they are my rules, so if I wish to rewrite them – ignoring the small matter of their actually being unwritten – then I can.
The world is becoming warmer, and the activities of our species are almost certainly to blame; but for those of us who don’t have access to the numbers, its nigh on impossible to pick out the signal from the noise. Over the last twelve months the weather noise over this patch of the world has been spectacularly chaotic.
I felt moved to write about weather last November, when we had an unexpected dump of snow. Coping with a Cold Snap has been one of the least visited postings on this blog (as maybe this will be, too), but that does not alter the fact that it does not snow in England in November. Only last year it did....
|The First Dusting of Snow, November 2010|
.....and then it hung around, and it got cold.
|Cannock Chase, 20th of December 2010|
|Walking the Stone Circle - or, in this picture, not walking the Stone Circle|
9th of April 2011
|The White Peak, blue skies, warm sun|
24th of March 2011
But summer could not be arsed to put in more than a token appearance. Lynne and I lunched in the fresh air more often in April than in July or August. We had dinner outside only once as even dry, sunny days – and there were precious few of them - seem to lose their warmth as the sun began to dip.
So now we have reached autumn. Next week we go to Portugal, where the southern sun should allow us to lunch al fresco every day, whether in our own (rented) garden or picnicking in the hills or sitting outside a favourite restaurant. By dinnertime, though, the evening cool will usually have forced us inside.
|Normal October weather - in Portugal|
|Sitting outside and expecting to be served with food and drink - when the waiter's finished|
taking photographs. October 2011