This climate change is beyond a joke.
Snow and Storms at Easter in Europe.
I don't care if the colonials and Texans are frore, that the Balkans are blanketed and the Siamese shivering, this bloody cold snap here is serious, a crisis. Send help! The Blackthorn was lured into flower by the empty promises of globular warming and a balmy zephyr and now the buds are being frozen. No blackthorn flowers, no fruit, no sloes, no sloe gin - now if that isn't a crisis I don't know what is, and what is the Government doing about it? Trying to drop the temperature even more, bastards.
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Good for my damsons though!
Posted by: thud | March 22, 2008 1:11 PM
Bloody hell. No Sloe Gin? That really is a low blow. Last time I was in the UK I realised I'd forgotten just how delicious it is. I must have had half the bottle.
In all likelihood it'll be moot in a few years. Our Lords and Masters in Brussels will probably promulgate some Jacobin edict that will get turned into a 300-page 'Hedgerow and Field Biodiversity Maintenance Act' which will make picking blackberries or going mushrooming a criminal offence.
Posted by: David Gillies | March 24, 2008 7:07 PM