Faces in the Clouds

This morning I'm looking out from my recuperative pit at cloud formations in the east Leeds sky. Groupings of altostratus forms, each uniquely shaping, some of which to my mind's eye bear a remarkable resemblance to people and/or objects. For instance, currently through the middle part of the bedroom window there's a cloud shaping of … Continue reading Faces in the Clouds

Boss Hogg Day

The 2nd February is Groundhog Day. An occasion citizen's of Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, observe the behaviour of local groundhogs as they emerge from their burrows. In particular their reactions to that day's meteorological conditions. Folklore decreeing:- If it’s cloudy on first leaving their burrows spring will arrive before the vernal equinox. If it’s sunny then the … Continue reading Boss Hogg Day

Itinerant Werewolf in Ardsley

Over the last twenty four hours or so, a visibility hampering haze has engulfed West Yorkshire. This 'pea souper', as my mum would call it in her distinctive Leeds brogue, creating a macabre dream-like scene outside. Unlike my night vision last week where fragrant actress Margot Robbie and me led Leeds United to only their … Continue reading Itinerant Werewolf in Ardsley

Benevolent Son

Saturday morning - The calm before Sunday's forecast rainstorm. Serenity prior to the tempest. Tranquillity ahead of the deluge. The affable Doctor Henry Jekyll afore his morph into evil Edward Hyde. Sunshine graces this corner of England's green and pleasant land. West Yorkshire making the most of today's solar rays by donning a ragged straw … Continue reading Benevolent Son

Begging to Differ

According to a local weather forecaster, today is the last day for a while where Yorkshire will experience unusually warm, windless meteorological conditions. So today is the literal calm before the storm; prior to our long-standing warm spell being displaced by rain, strong breezes and climatic instability. To be honest, I was quite relieved to … Continue reading Begging to Differ

Thunderbolt & Lightning

Thunder growls raucously over east Leeds as I type. Irritably, it howls like a wounded animal - An injured creature who's also lost it's winning lottery ticket and forgotten to tape last night's shenanigans on ITV's 'Love Island'. It's accompanying downpour of rain welcomed with open arms by the parched yellow straw, which in a … Continue reading Thunderbolt & Lightning

Arid

A fair proportion of today's prose was actually meant for inclusion in yesterday's blog. However, after penning approximately 250 words on the subject of the ongoing heatwave in the UK, I had a change of heart about the topic, leading to me adopting a literary plan B. Consequently, yesterday instead of relaying 500+ words stating … Continue reading Arid