Ever since a ‘drought’ was declared back in April, it has done nothing BUT rain for the past couple of months, barring a nice 10-day warm spell toward the end of May. I can remember the fine summer of 1976 when it was hot and sunny for what seemed like months and months (I was only six years old then, so maybe it wasn’t as long as that). The Government of the day, in their infinite wisdom, appointed a ‘Minister for Drought’, whereupon the fine weather promptly broke down and the wet stuff returned. Funny how, every time a drought is declared, the rain comes back but when a drought is declared over, the reverse never happens.
According to the BBC, 500 people were treated for hypothermia at the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee river pageant last week. Hypothermia – in JUNE! Osprey chicks at the Dyfi Osprey Project in Wales have died and people have been flooded out of their homes and camp sites.
Anyway, it’s still droughting down outside, torrentially now. The water companies and DEFRA know where they can stick the hosepipe bans and the so-called ‘drought’.
Couple of sightings from my work rounds today – current job gets me out and about a lot – two Pied Flycatchers, one GS Woodpecker, a couple of Buzzards. Not much about but who can blame them in this crummy weather?