Welcome to yet another awful totally useless grey and windy weekend. It's been the same every weekend for the past two months
Not since 1934 have we reached this stage of ‘winter’ without a semblance of winter to be seen and given that is now 85 years ago it’s beyond living memory for all but the oldest. It’s not just the entire absence of snow or the pathetic lack of frost that’s getting to me. It’s the lack of anything. There’s never even a good sunrise. Every day it is the same soul destroying monotony. Wake up to grey skies and frost free gloom, the cloud breaks for a while then reforms leading to another rank mild frost free night.
Where’s the mid-January cold spell we were supposed to be getting? That’s right it’s been postponed just like the late November cold spell we never got and the late December cold spell that never happened either. Just a complete farce. All that’s happening is that this tedious mild, sunless, frost free nothingness is becoming more and more entrenched.
We've only had 4.8mm of rain since 19th December but unlike in the summer when everything took on a nice, seasonable parched look everything looks horrible with the grass taking on a piss coloured yellow hue. Just sums up this winter perfectly
The weather of the Canaries is often derided as amongst the most stable and boring on earth but I find it interesting and changeable compared to the utter dross we are served up here nowadays. More chance of seeing snow there as well, even in the resorts where you can see the top of Mount Teide.
It’s unreal how such anticyclonic conditions can produce so little frost. Not just far less than in a standard low pressure dominated unsettled winter but even the horror show of 2013/14 with its record low pressure and relentless misery still managed more frost than this execrable pile of steaming horse manure.
This decade really is going well beneath even the scrapings from the bottom of the barrel. No winters of the 90s or 2000s decades were as bad as 2013/14, 2016/17 or this winter and no six week spell was as bad as the first half of 2015/16. At least in the other atrocities listed, November delivered either frosty or snowy conditions. For such a dire winter to come on top of the foul and stinking November we endured last year is staggeringly awful. It’s been about the worst three months of weather I can ever remember. Other than a couple of sunsets over Christmas I’ve had zero opportunities to get my camera out at all. It’s beyond desperate and about as enjoyable as being tied up in the basement of a sterile tower block in the middle of Stalingrad with only a daily bowl of gruel to live on
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