Well that's what mum says regarding the erratic down pours we get in the south of England, but up north I am sure they are saying something very different. Have just watched the news I am so glad I live where I do.
Watching the pictures of railway lines and motorways become nothing more than man made rivers, and the previous smaller rivers becoming rushing torrents. It sounds like a country far away not just over 200 miles away in the north east of England. Towns that I have visited are now engulfed in water and can do nothing until it subsides. Then they will have the task of working out whats savable and what becomes landfill. How many memories and photos will be washed away along with the washing machine and TV? Its the human cost that has no viable worth because it is beyond measure. Sure the tumbler drier and carpets can be replaced, but the life of a family hamster, or a flock of sheep is more than that.
I don't know about global warming, the weather in Great Britain has been hardly that of a heat wave. Its more like too much rain at the wrong time of year. As a fan of out home grown crops I can tell you that the vegetable crop this year has been all but none existent, due to the drought in planting season and then rain at the wrong critical times. The onions rotted, beans got snail attacked and the roots were harder than the ground we dug to plant them. The only things that grew with any success were the weeds and a load of bird planted oats. So as we in the south are looking ahead to try and recover for the winter and next year crops, I feel sorry for those up north who have to wait to see if the water has left anything viable to plant seed on.
Its a strange world we live in, when I am now on the hunt for mature to be put on our allotment and up north they are waiting to see what rubbish has been washed into their homes and property.
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