In which things get sweaty
Written by Forest Pines; published at 10:27 pm on July 2nd, 2009.
Filed under: Dear Diary.
I had hoped that a thunderstorm would clear the air, get rid of some of the humidity, cool things down a bit. Unfortunately, nothing changed. We had the thunderstorm, and half an hour later the ground was dry and the weather was still hot, muggy, and sticky to the touch. Oh well. Summer isn’t nice when it’s too hot to think.
Things I was going to blog about recently but haven’t: the rather silly “let’s bring the World Cup to Bristol” proposals, which seem like nothing more than a plan to blackmail the council planning department into letting Tesco build a new Ashton store, two minutes down the street from the Sainsbury’s that’s already there. Plus, the Easton Arts Trail, a rather enjoyable wander round which, already, was nearly a fortnight ago. Not to mention pictures of old trains from the weekend before that, and all the other things we’ve been getting up to lately apart from the strange foreign dirty movies. If it’s too hot to leave the sofa, it’s definitely too hot to blog
Keyword noise: art, Ashton, Ashton Gate, Bristol, Bristol City, Easton, Easton Arts Trail, heat, hot, July, planning, summer, temperature, Tesco, weather
In which FP does not like the weather
Written by Forest Pines; published at 5:01 pm on May 31st, 2009.
Filed under: Dear Diary.
No, really. I never thought I’d say that, and the regular readers all probably thought they’d never hear it too. But, yes, the past couple of days have made me glad to be British?
Why? Because I can’t bear the weather at the moment. I stepped outside my doorstep today, and felt myself starting to wilt at the corners. Ten seconds of bright sun and warmth was enough to make me want to scurry away into the shade. One weekend of summer heat is enough to make me glad I live in a country where the weather, normally, consists of drips, wind and fog.
Keyword noise: heat, hot, summer, sun, sunny, warm, weather
In which FP gets hot and sticky
Written by Forest Pines; published at 9:06 pm on July 31st, 2008.
Filed under: Meta.
Was I saying how nice summer is? I’m regretting it. It’s hot, sticky, damp and humid, with a constant light drizzle which isn’t at all refreshing. Every so often there’s a flash of summer lightning in the sky, so far away the thunder can’t even be heard. The world is quiet, and I have the desire to do something creative but not the energy to do it. I can picture any number of opening scenes in my head, but lack the power to describe. Time for the third cold shower of the day. I can picture a closing scene, but don’t know how to reach it.
Keyword noise: hot, humid, summer, thunder, weather
In which we can see the weather coming
Written by Forest Pines; published at 3:22 pm on August 10th, 2007.
Filed under: Dear Diary.
You know it’s going to be hot and sticky when it’s still only half-seven in the morning and you can already see the inversion layer.
Inversion layer: when warm air gets trapped under colder. It lies, stagnant. You can see it, because it fills up with trapped smoke and muck and pollution. Even in the countryside, it sticks like a brown haze.
When you see that, you know it’s going to be a nasty, sticky day.
Keyword noise: atmospherics, hot, inversion layer, sticky, summer, warm, weather
In which we are over-optimistic about it being beach weather
Written by Forest Pines; published at 10:29 pm on April 4th, 2006.
Filed under: Dear Diary.
Driving to work this morning: the sun was warm, and the sky blue. Leaving the office at lunch time: the car was hot, and I zoomed along with the windows down.* “Lovely,” I thought, “why not go to the beach?”
So, I popped down to the seafront, and sat down on the beach with my sandwiches.
And, as soon as I did, the heavens opened. It pissed down.
It’s not quite summer yet.
* and with a Herman Düne album on the stereo.
Keyword noise: beach, hot, lunch, rain, sea, seafront, summer, sunny, weather
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