Posted by sean on January 6, 2010 at 9:14 pm in Weather with No Comments


Maybe I was a little too quick to poke fun at Mother Nature and tease her evil snow-making sister, The Ice Witch. Obviously I underestimated their powers.

The snow prevented over half the office from attending work today. Something which is not funny. Even making my own short journey was a tad treacherous.

While I will not be running for the hills in fear for life (like some people seem to be doing), I am now in full acceptance that you don’t have to be in Scotland to experience problems with the winter weather.

In light of recent events, I have also come to the assumption that global warming is a myth developed by stoned anti-commercialisation hippies and backed up by the BBC in order to give David Attenborough something else to talk about in his nature shows *.

In all my years on this planet, I have never experienced winters as bad as 2010 and 2009. I also cannot remember the last time we had a decent summer. If the world is getting hotter due to global warming, Bath appears to be immune from the apparent affliction.

* for the record, I thought his series Planet Earth and Life were excellent

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