Monday, October 28, 2013
A question for Cinderella
Then please explain this to me,
How my heart wants to be chased by aliens,
Mutant carrots, ghosts, or banshees?
Does it really desire to be married,
To a woman who's face I can't see?
And does it really desire to be bloodied,
By knives sticking out into me?
Dreams aren't wishes the heart makes,
They're ways for your subsconscious to see,
A way it can explore different concepts,
Hidden under allegory.
Monday, October 14, 2013
Long Range Weather Forecasts - Part 2
According to the nearby weather station at RAF Fairford, the average wind speed on that day was 15 mph, with a max wind speed of 24 mph and a max gust speed of 33 mph. According to the Beaufort scale, a wind speed of 24 mph is only a fresh breeze, gale force winds don't start until 39 mph, and that is not gusts, but consistent wind. Storm force winds are above 55 mph. There was no way that the accident was due to a severe storm, although of course weather conditions could have contributed, as it was wet and dark at the time of the accident. Both newspaper reports are taking artistic licence.....
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Long range weather forecasts in The Daily Express
According to the article, "It is also likely the southern half [of the UK] will experience a number of major snow events throughout November." That is quite a claim. It also said "Severe storms are thought to have caused the deaths of two people yesterday. A man was killed on the A350 near Trowbridge, Wiltshire, while a driver died when his Jeep spun off the A35 near Bournemouth." Severe storms is a bit of a stretch - there were some higher than usual winds, but nothing approach storm force here in the south-west.
So some of it is certainly spin, but how much? Over the coming months, we'll compare the actual weather to the long range forecasts from the specialist forecasters used in the article (the Express likes using them rather than the Met Office). Then we'll see.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Barbs
When they're going in,
It's when you try to pull them out,
That they rip up at the skin.
Creating little mental scars,
Their points left deep within,
A gradual build up of poison,
Corroding, soul searing.