Beast from the East?
Join Date: Mar 2011
Location: Cyprus
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BWSBoY6; Me too- thought I was in the wrong room. Some hard-liners on other threads also expressing humour. Crikey ! Good start to the New Year. But, JUMPCOMPLETE, yours reminded me of this ;
Brought up in Brighton, very cold Feb, Laker F/O. Looked at the Beeb and others & being a Met whizz, told my flock that I would not be back for a few days as we were going to get snowed in. Told by many & living experience suggested that we never got snow in Brighton but when we do, boy it snows. Met Office briefing at Gatters (good ole days & Good ole boy, ex Nav) with his charts, Tefygramms, Buys ballot gear & inevitable pipe being re-lit every twenty seconds, back to the window where it could be seen to start to snow. He was now on the return-leg briefing & I kept asking if it would snow. He became increasingly agitated at every interjection. It was now snowing very heavily I asked again ;"So, definitely no snow at LGW when we get back?". HIs left fist curled into a Mike Tyson threat, snarled & said, firmly; "looooook, for the last time-NO !" I invited him to look out of the window behind him, he did so, observed the ,now , huge flakes beautifully wafting down and settling to at least three inches on the sill and he said.................."F..K !" and bit off the end of his pipe .
Brought up in Brighton, very cold Feb, Laker F/O. Looked at the Beeb and others & being a Met whizz, told my flock that I would not be back for a few days as we were going to get snowed in. Told by many & living experience suggested that we never got snow in Brighton but when we do, boy it snows. Met Office briefing at Gatters (good ole days & Good ole boy, ex Nav) with his charts, Tefygramms, Buys ballot gear & inevitable pipe being re-lit every twenty seconds, back to the window where it could be seen to start to snow. He was now on the return-leg briefing & I kept asking if it would snow. He became increasingly agitated at every interjection. It was now snowing very heavily I asked again ;"So, definitely no snow at LGW when we get back?". HIs left fist curled into a Mike Tyson threat, snarled & said, firmly; "looooook, for the last time-NO !" I invited him to look out of the window behind him, he did so, observed the ,now , huge flakes beautifully wafting down and settling to at least three inches on the sill and he said.................."F..K !" and bit off the end of his pipe .
Join Date: Dec 2020
Location: Norwich
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Originally Posted by longer ron
- I am sure you realise what a wink or a smiley means,just like you might have some backlash in a Non Linear Gearbox 
.I do not care what the Mail or any other newspaper/journalist says/prints (I do not read any of them).
You might want to back off a little on the ageist quips though mon ami,I know it is fashionable at the moment but it was the only reason I posted any reply to your post,our weather is what we get,definitely takes a brave man to predict UK weather.
Age is relative - there is almost always somebody older and somebody younger than yourself LOL
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Location: Hove, England
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I think most cars sold in the UK in the latter part of the 20th Century came with some form of all season tyres as standard, and that's what tyre fitters used to supply as default replacements. Then everything came with summer tyres as standard and it was quite difficult to find an all season tyre that would fit. My tame tyre fitter was happy to fit Michelin CrossClimates to the rear of my previous car, swapping the existing summer rears to the front to replace a worn out pair. I replaced all the tyres on my current car to CrossClimates about a year ago. The advantage of the CrossClimates is that they are accepted as 'Winter' tyres in those parts of Europe that require them during the winter.
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Originally Posted by LowNSlow
Ah, I well remember that nippy morning when the wind blew down from the Urals and the temperature dipped to -56C. T'was chilly that day!
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Originally Posted by ORAC
I’d never go on a saga holiday, they are for old people - which by definition is at least 10 years older than me...
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Originally Posted by ORAC
East Anglia - were the land sweeps from the valleys to the plateaus inches above....
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Originally Posted by Boeing Jet
Saga holidays are aimed at the 50's onwards! must book one asap!!!
Semi-seriously though, who here would consider going on holiday with a bunch of whingeing old crusties? That's why you go on holiday abroad in the first place.
Avoid imitations
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Originally Posted by longer ron
ne'er cast a clout till May is out
Avoid imitations
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Originally Posted by dead_pan
So when is this cold blast scheduled to happen? Its just I'm looking at the long range forecast and it seems fine to me.
BREAKING NEWS: Weather expected to do something in next fortnight!!
BREAKING NEWS: Weather expected to do something in next fortnight!!
Its probably not going to happen now. My car has its snow tyres fitted and it’s been a week already.
Gnome de PPRuNe
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I'll go and disinter my never used snow shovel* from the shed - that's should be the clincher.
*I bought it from Clas Ohlson at the end of another snow-free winter 10 years ago - I forget what I paid but it wasn't much at all and I had a brand new shed to fill up with junk!
*I bought it from Clas Ohlson at the end of another snow-free winter 10 years ago - I forget what I paid but it wasn't much at all and I had a brand new shed to fill up with junk!
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Originally Posted by dead_pan
So when is this cold blast scheduled to happen? Its just I'm looking at the long range forecast and it seems fine to me.
BREAKING NEWS: Weather expected to do something in next fortnight!!
BREAKING NEWS: Weather expected to do something in next fortnight!!
Join Date: Dec 2007
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as in “May” meaning May blossom, another name for Hawthorn
That is one interpretation but one has to be cautious with 'interpretations'.
I always urge caution with predicting UK weather anyway.
I have 'sunbathed' in shirtsleeves in December,but I have also seen snow in June (in the south of england)
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OAPs and the Express
Pausing from dusting the frames of pictures depicting Merrie Olde England hunting scenes she cautiously pulled back the net curtain for the umpteenth time.
She surveyed the scene outside of a damp Thatcher Avenue. "There's a flurry of snow out there George."
George, slightly irritated as he was just nodding off replied. "Is there Gaye?"
Feeling compelled to have to look himself he took his feet off the pouffe and rose stiffly from his beige wing chair. He paused to brush the Rich Tea biscuit crumbs off his chest. "Oh George! I only hoovered here here this morning." She tut tutted.
Sliding his thermally socked feet into a pair of old, worn sheepskin lined slippers he glanced down. There on the occasional table where he keeps his reading glasses and tablets was todays' Daily Express. The bold headline read. The Beast from the East Returns, Arctic conditions forecast for weeks ahead.
George wearily shuffled over to the window, a white transit drove by. Bits of frozen rain dropped to the ground and melted. Not the gaily dancing fluffy snowflakes he was expecting, he felt slightly depressed. He had visions of battling his way through snowdrifts and blizzards to get his Covid jab at the local surgery. The surgery where the receptionist cannot pronounce his surname correctly. Mr Gamble she calls me, it's Gambol. And the GP, he's from India or somewhere, he speaks good English though.
"You'd better put on an extra cardi." said Gaye, "The one with the patches on the elbow, it's in the airing cupboard, here I'll fetch it for you."
George wandered back to his chair and sat down. An image of himself manfully shoveling the snow from the path came to mind. Then he remembered he broke the shovel when they buried the budgie in the back garden. He felt slightly more depressed.
Gaye returned with his cardi, a cup of tea and Rich Tea biscuits. "Well at least we're out of the Common Market now." said Gaye.
That cheered George up.
Pausing from dusting the frames of pictures depicting Merrie Olde England hunting scenes she cautiously pulled back the net curtain for the umpteenth time.
She surveyed the scene outside of a damp Thatcher Avenue. "There's a flurry of snow out there George."
George, slightly irritated as he was just nodding off replied. "Is there Gaye?"
Feeling compelled to have to look himself he took his feet off the pouffe and rose stiffly from his beige wing chair. He paused to brush the Rich Tea biscuit crumbs off his chest. "Oh George! I only hoovered here here this morning." She tut tutted.
Sliding his thermally socked feet into a pair of old, worn sheepskin lined slippers he glanced down. There on the occasional table where he keeps his reading glasses and tablets was todays' Daily Express. The bold headline read. The Beast from the East Returns, Arctic conditions forecast for weeks ahead.
George wearily shuffled over to the window, a white transit drove by. Bits of frozen rain dropped to the ground and melted. Not the gaily dancing fluffy snowflakes he was expecting, he felt slightly depressed. He had visions of battling his way through snowdrifts and blizzards to get his Covid jab at the local surgery. The surgery where the receptionist cannot pronounce his surname correctly. Mr Gamble she calls me, it's Gambol. And the GP, he's from India or somewhere, he speaks good English though.
"You'd better put on an extra cardi." said Gaye, "The one with the patches on the elbow, it's in the airing cupboard, here I'll fetch it for you."
George wandered back to his chair and sat down. An image of himself manfully shoveling the snow from the path came to mind. Then he remembered he broke the shovel when they buried the budgie in the back garden. He felt slightly more depressed.
Gaye returned with his cardi, a cup of tea and Rich Tea biscuits. "Well at least we're out of the Common Market now." said Gaye.
That cheered George up.
