Thursday, June 26, 2008
it's raining, it's pouring
My old man is actually snoring right now as well (well, he was when I started writing, no any more).
It's hammering down. At the end of June. Are we going to have fifty days of rain again?
So rapidly increasing climate change means we're going to have much more storms through the year, though I was told arid summers, that's not happening yet. We need to get planning for more flooding and storm damage.
A friend was just on holiday in Sardinia and the campsite got flooded out in three feet of water - luckily their mobile home was on a rise, and after the sun came out again, they walked past all the people waist deep in water on their way to the beach, feeling a little guilty but not quite stopping to help bail!
I've always said I'd take the wet and unpredictable weather here over giant spiders and poisonous things, or tornadoes, earthquakes and volcanoes and so on. I wonder though, it seems like things are going to keep getting more extreme.
And knowing Ireland, we won't prepare for it. Willie O Dea has yet to send a really comprehensive booklet, imo.
I feel sad though - my husband's been working flat out since forever, and he doesn't usually have weekends off - he's been in a windowless warehouse through all the sunshine, we haven't really had a sunny family day out together. Now the longest day is passed, and the rain and gloom makes it feel like it's not really summer. And whatever it is, it'll be gone before we know it!