Global Warming, a large muddy hole and a master craftsman

It’s a funny old world; there I was all ready to go off to school and ponder global warming, which is always very hard when you need to be taken to school on the back of a snow plough wearing tennis rackets on your feet and a woolly hat with pointy ears.  We should be contemplating global warming in the summer when it is hot, OK wet and cold . . . . . . . . . I know it’s all very complicated but I am hoping we might just get some of that greenhouse effect on the Welsh English border this year. Anyway as I was saying there I was in my school uniform with tennis rackets on my feet and a woolly hat with pointy ears and a knitted duck on the front when I was suddenly excused school by dad and thrown into the cold wet muddy hole in the garden. It was a bit of a shock, but luckily I found I was not alone as our good friend and master craftsman Chris the Builder was also in the hole. He was very pleased to see me and asked me straight away why have you got tennis rackets attached to your feet, I did try to explain they were snow shoes but I got the impression he thought I was mad. Still as Chris found out snow shoes also make good mud shoes as we pondered the hole and what to do I notice he was getting shorter all the time not ideal when you are already standing in the middle of a muddy hole.

Then after much scratching of heads digging of mud, pointing and shaking out heads for a bit leaning on shovels and a few cups of tea we hatched a plan, we will look at the hole again in a few weeks.

Home 27th May 2012

The result of all this standing and getting wet and cold in a large muddy hole plus the fact that at school I would have been writing my thesis on the environmental side effects of global warming made me wonder about when we last had some decent hot weather. One of the great advantages of writing a daily diary observing the world and my place in it in great detail without elaborating on the truth, is that I can look back and say with certainty what happened when. So I can say that back on the twenty seventh of May we were in the middle of a few days of extreme heat, and I even have photographic evidence and by the 2^nd June it started to rain.  One thing that is clear from this is that it should have stopped raining or snowing by now because six to seven moths of it is just not fair. Oddly back on the 27^th May I was complaining about the heat and how it was far to hot and by the 3^rd June I was complaining about rain and cold and what this proves conclusively is that I am genetically British, Only the British complain about the weather this much regardless of what the weather is………..  

And please note that I think all is sorted with making comments again on the Blog . . . . . .PHEW

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