Do weather forecasters know anything?
Steady drizzle has just set in and the full covers are on. The sky looks ominously full of cloud.
The weather forecasts I have seen this week did not suggest this.
"There's no hope," one scribe has just observed. "Worse than that," added another, " there's no biscuits."
In 1948, two Warwickshire bowlers delivered more than 1,000 overs in the season. Pritchard sent down 1,139.3 and Hollies 1,124.1. They shared 291 out of 385 wickets taken by the Bears.
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Brian Halford - Brian Halford’s look at Edgbaston.
Now raining steadily. This looks very ominous.
I disagree. I think they (weather forecasters, not old Warwickshire bowlers) know everything. Everything. And they all love leg-byes. And (sea) gulls.
The local weather man said nothing worse than showers in Worcester today. The seaguls know better. And they know where Brian's car is.
Weather forecasters are having to adapt to the plethora of new meterological trends caused by the volatile contuberances inherent in and commensurate to global warming. They have an increasingly difficult job predicting the ever-more corybantic proclivities of 21st-century climatic manouevres, scrutinised by an ever more cynical and judgmental population.
By the way, even though you do look a bit rough in the pic, I do very much want to free you from cruelty. Sorry about the soft, toothless gums.
Just heard Brian may have changed his transport. Seaglls have been alerted.
We are aware...
I saw a massive box of biscuits when I visted press room later, so glad they turned up. Well done Worcester.
Yes, Jane, the biscuits duly arrived. The media are looked after very well at Worcester. Mel, the press officer, is helpful and capable and let's hear it too, for the ladies who provide our lunch-time baguettes. I always regard the salad as a barometer of how much care goes into preparing grub and their salad is fresh and well-prepared. Thank you very much, ladies.