Weather Warning!
I used to fall asleep to the weather forecast,
Barely noticed what they had to say,
Just slightly interested in one thing -
What would be the conditions for next day?
On the BBC it was just information,
There was really no need to get frantic,
About average temperatures,
The fronts coming in from the Atlantic.
But now things seem to have changed quite a lot,
The language has turned rather urgent,
The Met Office is sexing things up,
And talking about a “weather event”.
Rain has become “precipitation”,
Gales have suddenly become “cyclones”:
It’s all about “threat levels” and “warnings” -
I can feel annoyance through my bones.
The jet-stream’s gone all over the place,
They’ve ramped it up to a third-tier “yellow”.
“It’s all because
of global warming”
The presenters are ready to bellow.
It sounds like a national emergency,
Extreme freezing due to climate change,
Bulletins filled with hyperbole,
Exaggeration that’s out of the range.
Severe conditions are a “weather bomb”,
Fahrenheit has become centigrade,
The “alert” level rises to “amber”,
Dire predictions are being made.
Panic sets in over a very slight frost,
Melodramas over the isobars,
Alarmist language because of the storms,
The jeopardy in store for the cars.
Hysteria if it drops below zero,
Or if there’s “severe cold weather action” -
We’ll soon be at warning-level “red”,
If things change by just a fraction.
The weather-men seem surprised about this -
It’s time we put them all in the dock.
This is the usual pattern, you know,
Not really a surprise – no shit Sherlock!
We might expect
a bit of a cold snap:
Blizzards, snow-drifts, maybe some floods.
It’s on a par with the Pope being catholic,
And bears taking a crap in the woods!
We live in the Northern hemisphere!
This chilliness to us is no stranger,
We’re familiar with these conditions,
And we’re not really in any danger.
It’s good advice to wrap up nice and warm -
We might consider an overcoat,
Perhaps a scarf, or maybe some gloves,
Carry an umbrella would get my vote.
We might have to scrape the car’s windscreen,
Inconveniences in a many a guise,
But I’m sure we’ll work our way through it -
After all, it’s hardly a surprise!
We’re British! Resilient and hardy!
We can cope! We know how to do it!
We’ll use our common sense and survive -
Somehow, yet again, surely we’ll get through it!
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