Colin
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Hi,
Since joining the forum I've constantly mentioned Blackie & Gale both are the bane of my life both constantly trying to kill me; Blackie puts down so much rain I fear I'll drown because I cannot swim whereas Gale trys to blow me from the valley side. This dire weather simply won't let up here at all and out of curiosity I wondered if I was becoming sensitized to it so did a quick check.
http://www.examiner.co.uk/news/west-yorkshire-news/average-temperatures-june-plenty-rain-11587575
I could wet myself laughing at "It seems to have been quite a poor summer so far". This must rank as the biggest joke of 2017 because for us here on the valley summer didn't exist; there's little difference between seasons here with bad weather the year round and still no let up from Blackie and Gale.
I decided to build a new garden hut from scratch; digging out and laying the flagged foundation meant slugs and snails and leaving mud trails everywhere I walked; the new treated timber was so wet it was incredibly heavy and as I drove the screws home water oozed out; the new hut door was so heavy I couldn't lift it needing to drag it from the workshop; stone walls I built had to be covered with polythene sheeting to prevent the mortar being washed away; I received many soakings from Blackie whilst Gale joined in and one day I was even peppered with hail; everything I handled was either soaking wet or slimy; temperatures described as normal meant abysmal; many mornings I was absolutely perished and this was our joke of summer; last night and today our bungalow is still being battered by Gale & blackie this time the excuse is storm Eleanor?
I've removed around 140' of very tall hedging shredding and digging up roots and stumps etc and yes with the company of Blackie and Gale. The soil was sticky wet to two inches deep but then incredibly it was dry dust due to the steepness of our plot where all this rain doesn't hang around as it pours down the gardens towards the bottom of the valley; my last job was to dig the big garden over by hand spade and each day I was wrapped up as though I was on "Ice Road Truckers" but this weatherproof clothing meant I could only work for periods of an hour before I became soaking wet with sweat; I dare not remove the heavy coat exposing me directly to Gale's blast but as with the hut I refused to give in.
I can't even work indoors in peace either because it's constantly dark and dreary; with the lights switched on I'm working in shadows all the time.
Global warming is a joke because warming suggests heat and heat certainly is lacking; these people banging on about global warming should be made to stand in their underwear on our front deck for a couple of days.
This is so personal now to me because when Bron and I go out in the Yeti we only have to drive three miles in any direction from home to find a much better climate; we've put 30 years of our lives into this bungalow and neither Blackie nor Gale are going to drive us out; if we suffer two consecutive days of sunshine with the temperature above 20C then we have an hosepipe ban but three consecutive days would be a disaster.
What's 2018 going to be like for us; well I forecast it will be like most of the last 30 years living here; a wet black hole.
Other countries suffer worse severe weather than us but I'm sure their bad weather isn't constant; doe's any other member have constant companions like my Blackie & Gale? Am I moaning; here's tomorrow's forecast; we're in West Yorkshire?
Yorkshire and Humber
Forecast Summary
Kind regards, Colin.
Since joining the forum I've constantly mentioned Blackie & Gale both are the bane of my life both constantly trying to kill me; Blackie puts down so much rain I fear I'll drown because I cannot swim whereas Gale trys to blow me from the valley side. This dire weather simply won't let up here at all and out of curiosity I wondered if I was becoming sensitized to it so did a quick check.
http://www.examiner.co.uk/news/west-yorkshire-news/average-temperatures-june-plenty-rain-11587575
I could wet myself laughing at "It seems to have been quite a poor summer so far". This must rank as the biggest joke of 2017 because for us here on the valley summer didn't exist; there's little difference between seasons here with bad weather the year round and still no let up from Blackie and Gale.
I decided to build a new garden hut from scratch; digging out and laying the flagged foundation meant slugs and snails and leaving mud trails everywhere I walked; the new treated timber was so wet it was incredibly heavy and as I drove the screws home water oozed out; the new hut door was so heavy I couldn't lift it needing to drag it from the workshop; stone walls I built had to be covered with polythene sheeting to prevent the mortar being washed away; I received many soakings from Blackie whilst Gale joined in and one day I was even peppered with hail; everything I handled was either soaking wet or slimy; temperatures described as normal meant abysmal; many mornings I was absolutely perished and this was our joke of summer; last night and today our bungalow is still being battered by Gale & blackie this time the excuse is storm Eleanor?
I've removed around 140' of very tall hedging shredding and digging up roots and stumps etc and yes with the company of Blackie and Gale. The soil was sticky wet to two inches deep but then incredibly it was dry dust due to the steepness of our plot where all this rain doesn't hang around as it pours down the gardens towards the bottom of the valley; my last job was to dig the big garden over by hand spade and each day I was wrapped up as though I was on "Ice Road Truckers" but this weatherproof clothing meant I could only work for periods of an hour before I became soaking wet with sweat; I dare not remove the heavy coat exposing me directly to Gale's blast but as with the hut I refused to give in.
I can't even work indoors in peace either because it's constantly dark and dreary; with the lights switched on I'm working in shadows all the time.
Global warming is a joke because warming suggests heat and heat certainly is lacking; these people banging on about global warming should be made to stand in their underwear on our front deck for a couple of days.
This is so personal now to me because when Bron and I go out in the Yeti we only have to drive three miles in any direction from home to find a much better climate; we've put 30 years of our lives into this bungalow and neither Blackie nor Gale are going to drive us out; if we suffer two consecutive days of sunshine with the temperature above 20C then we have an hosepipe ban but three consecutive days would be a disaster.
What's 2018 going to be like for us; well I forecast it will be like most of the last 30 years living here; a wet black hole.
Other countries suffer worse severe weather than us but I'm sure their bad weather isn't constant; doe's any other member have constant companions like my Blackie & Gale? Am I moaning; here's tomorrow's forecast; we're in West Yorkshire?
Yorkshire and Humber
Forecast Summary
- Thursday
Rain is expected to spread in from the southwest on Thursday morning, then turning persistent, with gusty winds developing. However some drier intervals developing later, mainly across southern parts.
Kind regards, Colin.
I'd happily settle for sunshine in double figures without Blackie or Gale. 25C (77F) here when it very rarely happens is a scorcher for us with people ending up in hospital due to sun exposure. In June; July; August; September and the rest of the year nothing seems to change here; I bought a nice Parka that I can wear the year round.