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It’s that time again. I know it’s coming. How? I have started to use the thinning scissors again. I’ve got really thick hair so it gets to a point where I have no option but get it thinned out. The…

Source: Is it just me ….. or: hairdressers

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Right, I’m just putting this out there. I am obsessed with the weather at the moment. Mainly because it is so crap. The last few weeks in particular, have been really awful, I’m sure you agree. I don’t want to be cold any more, I don’t want it to snow any more. I want the sun to shine, the flowers to grow, the blossom to appear and to stop wearing woolly tights!

The most annoying thing about the weather for me is not the weather but the weather reports. Before you know where you are, the BBC/Sky (other news channels are available) start dedicating most of their news to it and broadcasting live from various snowy, windy, cold, wet, miserable locations around the UK. This is usually standing next to a motorway or some windswept hillock. Cut to studio and there’s the weather man/woman telling us how it’s all rubbish and is going to remain that way for the foreseable future. One can only assume this because a) they no longer know how to FORECAST the weather or b) global warming/climate change or somehow the Cleggeron boys are to blame.

Cut back to studio for dumbed down analogy and pointless 3d graphical representation of weather.  Why don’t they just stop talking about the weather as if it’s news! It isn’t news, it’s weather.

Michael Fish - Weather Man

Michael Fish – Weather Man

Ever since the great cock-up storm of 1987 when the great Michael Fish told us there was nothing to worry about (there was of course THE worse storm we’d ever seen on its way) the BBC in particular are petrified of NOT reporting weather to us every hour on the hour wth live broadcasts from places you’ve never heard of.

Oh well … roll on Summer. Who knows? Maybe we’ll have a hosepipe ban and a surge in gardeners secretly watering their brown grass in the dead of night for them to report live on :).

Best Summer ever – 1976 – just sayin’ ;).

SF out

I leave you with a song about Michael Fish. Pogo if you remember it!

I was surprised at the level of sadness I felt this week when I heard that Neil Armstrong had died.  By all accounts he was a quiet, modest man. In case you didn’t know (and shame on you if you didn’t) he was the first man to walk on the moon, among other things.

Moonbase Alpha

Moonbase Alpha – weren’t we all supposed to live there?

I remember (barely) watching the moon landing on TV and what followed was a plethora of  TV shows that had me absolutely convinced that I would live on Moonbase Alpha. I imagined I would have frequent holidays to Mars, Venus and Uranus (fnarr fnarr).

I believed I would live in tight fitting space suits and eat small cubes that tasted of steak and chips. It’s true I tell you, Raymond Baxter said it would be so on Tomorrow’s World! We should stop funding wars and invest money in space travel instead.

Well, RIP Neil.  I’ll be in my ready room. watching re-runs of Space 1999, The Tomorrow People and The Clangers.