I recall last summer on a particularly warm afternoon, my car display showed twenty-eight degrees. It meant nothing to me other than it was a bit hot. I'm old skool. Still buy beer by the pint, milk by the pint and drive at 'miles per hour'. But, anyway, twenty-eight degrees and I'd heard people whinging about it being 'toooo hot.' Really? It's the British mind-set when it comes to the weather. If the next day the temperature drops to half that and the clouds hover (maybe some cumulonimbus) the very same people bemoan the British summer, banging on about how cold it is and that 'yesterday was our summer.' God help us if they have a 'bbq' planned.
Alternative Tales is...just that. Tales that are out of the ordinary, random and unorthodox. Tales in fact that do NOT need to be written. They are just written because they... might have occurred.
Monday, 24 January 2022
Weather Chat
Footnote: I often wonder what camels have to talk about since, most desert dwelling camels experience the same weather day after day after day.
Presumably, eons ago, they had that conversation that went, "nice out,
ain't it," but that quickly became the norm and so, with nothing to talk
about, conversation didn't evolve. However, monkeys were a whole different
thing. Living in rain forests they had ample opportunity to develop 'chat'...
"Pissing down again."
"Yeah, but it'll ease off. Oi... that's my banana!"
"Awright... keep yer hair on.... hang on, sun's out."
"Ain't gonna last though. It'll piss down again."
"Might not."
"Yeah it will. We live in a rain forest. Clue's in the flippin' name, ain't it?"
"That don't mean that it's definitely gonna rain, does it?"
"Yeah it does. It always rains in a rain forest otherwise they'd have called it a... a sun forest."
"Okay, but we get the sun too, don't we, so I'm just sayin'."
"I know that, but it's mostly rain but if we didn't get no sun then them friggin' bananas wouldn't grow."
'What'cha mean? Nah, they're just there, ain't they? Nothin' to do wiv the weather."
'You got nuts for brains? Don't work like that. And stop scratching yer - "
"Wassup?"
"Hang on. Don't look now but... I said don't look, nob. There's one of them camel things
over there."
"Camels?"
"Yeah... weird gits with dodgy backs wot got nothing to say."
So... if it wasn't for the weather perhaps monkeys would never have
evolved to the extent that we now have the wonders of txtspk.
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