The storm.

Posted on 12 September 2011 by Scottish-Sceptic

As I sit and watch the trees bellowing dramatically in the wind and the bit of the chicken house that always flies off … flying off, I realised that our internet goes through the trees and if it got worse we could be cut off.
Which is a catch 22. If the storm does prove to be bad enough to cause damage, I may not be able to post an article about the damage, but if it isn’t bad enough, I won’t post an article cause no one ever writes about something that didn’t happen!
Either way there can’t be an article on storm!
 
 

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4 Responses to The storm.

  1. TinyCO2 says:
    12 September 2011 at 21:07

    It was more windy here last week but then this part of Cheshire has it’s own climate. I admit my wind measurement scale is based on how many geranium tubs fall over.

  2. RoyFOMR says:
    12 September 2011 at 21:47

    I solved the Storm problem four decades ago when an undergraduate at St Andrews.
    It was a typical evening in January 1968 at the home of golf. Myself, my room-mate and a few friends spent a few pleasant hours at the pub and retired to the comforts of our student residence overlooking the 18th hole of the Old course.
    Woke up the next morning in a bed covered with shattered window glass. Scotland littered with roofing materials, forest fragments and fibreglass shards from MTCV’s (Mobile Traffic Calming Vehicles – AKA Caravans)
    Dunno how many years it takes for weather to become climate (0.01 to 20.0) but it only took a gallon of beer to mitigate the effects of extreme weather.
    I’d love to report that we had employed the ‘Precautionary Principle” when devising our mitigation strategy prior to getting drunk and thus riding out the storm in a relaxed manner but I would be fibbing!

  3. Scottish Sceptic says:
    12 September 2011 at 21:56

    That reminds me of one night a friend’s friend joined us in the Scores. After imbibing enough beer to give them the IQ of an alarmist, we were all walking along the road and they decided to “hop over the wall”.
    For those that don’t know St. Andrews (as they didn’t) there is a cliff behind that wall!Fortunately, for them the tide was in and they only suffered a severely bruised back and a night in Dundee Ninewells. But I still remember scouring the beech looking for their shoes.

  4. RoyFOMR says:
    12 September 2011 at 22:24

    Ouch SS. I’d take the bruised back and no footwear scenario anytime before spending a night at Ninewells.
    A friend of mine woke up there one morning sans a leg.
    Ok, he’d be under a 3-ton pipe, 3m up that discovered Newton the day before. Joking apart, those guys at Ninewells saved his life.

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