Better Than A Bloody Barometer

23-04-2011

My one useful "super" power came into effect again the other day, although just how bloody useful it is leaves much to the imagination.

See Ireland doesn't exactly get a lot of what you would class as "glorious" sunshine. Plus when it does get some it has this nasty habit of happening during the week, when everyone is in work, and disappearing by the weekend, when everyone is out of work. It's like the country is a constant paradoxical joke of some sort.

All that was meant to change this Easter weekend, because some scientist type boffins that predict the weather had studied all the bits and bobs that they study and come up with one answer: It was going to be glorious this weekend.

See this thing appeared in the sky on Tuesday, something that had never been seen before (this year). A giant yellow thing that warmed the land below and made everyone enjoy the outdoors.

At work we all started having lunch outside on a nearby grassy spot, soaking up sunshine and looking for excuses to not go back to the office. Not that you really need one, but sunshine ranks rather high on the list given how rare an occurrence it can be.

But as typical predicting the weather is not an exact science, or even a science it would seem. See the weather was great all week, the weather reports were all swearing blind that it would continue until Monday. On Thursday, while enjoying the sunshine after work by sitting out on the aforementioned green area with the lady friend and some guys from work, I got a migraine.

Now I am more than ever sure that what some doctor's say about "migraines not being influenced by weather changing" is complete horseshit. Why? Well because when I left for work on Friday morning it was cloudy and the temperature dropped. By lunch it had started to rain. Now it's Saturday morning and the wonderful sunshine is nowhere to be seen.

Moral of the story: never trust what a weather man says. If you know a person that gets migraines on a regular basis and on an amazingly summer-type day they get one cancel that barbecue the next day.

I should assemble a "super" team of migraine people to update a Twitter called "Really Accurate Weather" or something, it would be better than anything on T.V.

Blue_jester

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