First order of business here on Infomaniac today is to take roll call following Saturday’s storm in the UK.
All present and accounted for?
According to one report, things got so bad that “Firefighters took down a "dangerous" kebab shop sign which had become dislodged by strong winds in Gravesend, Kent.”
*sniggers*
How did you weather the storm?
As for the rest of you, what’s your worst weather memory?
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UNO.
ReplyDeleteSunset green flash.
I think my worse weather memories are those Solid Gold Fatty Dancers above. Although I do like their socks.
ReplyDeleteOh, my worst weather memory is when I left the cake out in the rain after the last Infomaniac Staff Tea.
ReplyDeleteWe have all kinds of weather here. Blizzards, thunder storms, tornados. Some are just a pain but some are scary. Just never know what any of these will bring!
ReplyDeleteXL: UNO.
ReplyDeleteSunset green flash.
Eeek! Aliens!
Apocalypse NOW!
MR. PEENEE: I think my worse weather memories are those Solid Gold Fatty Dancers above. Although I do like their socks.
Hmmm…you like socks, do you?
XL: Oh, my worst weather memory is when I left the cake out in the rain after the last Infomaniac Staff Tea.
I’ll never have that recipe again.
MICHAEL RIVERS: We have all kinds of weather here. Blizzards, thunder storms, tornados. Some are just a pain but some are scary. Just never know what any of these will bring!
If only they would bring Miss Lena Horne!
gotta be the ice storm that knocked out most of eastern ontario and quebec.
ReplyDeleteThe blizzard of March '66 when my dad had to tunnel out of the house and we went tobogganing off the rooftops all down the street.
ReplyDeleteAll the kids had a blast - the city was totally shut down except for the odd snowmobile. But it was a nightmare for all the parents, I'm sure!
There was The Great Storm of course in oct '87.... but I once lived in a village called Yalding, which is a notorious flood zone. I nearly ended up driving down the river because the road kind of vanished.
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Storm? 'Storm'?
ReplyDeleteA bit of a blusterry breeze around the poofy Brighton region and a few drops of rain that washed out the hair gel and it's considered a 'storm'?
Honestly, they should try living up where we are before they start fucking whining.
I mean, there wasn't even any death and destruction or anything. How boring is that?
Moaning cunts.
Okay, I got that wrong. Six people died.
ReplyDeleteAt sea.
In a fishing boat.
In up to 100mph gales that had been WIDELY predicted.
The words "stupid" and "hardly surprising" spring to mind.
Not exactly what I'd consider 'news' - more like 'confirmation of what was to be expected'.
A bit like hearing reports of stupid twats who decide to go climbing to the tops of mountains in the middle of December, then find themselves stuck in snowdrifts, etc.
Our world is populated by fucking lunatics.
Weathering the storms that are Piggy's farts would probably be my worst memory.
ReplyDeleteOr that time a tornado dropped a house on me...
I don't think it happened here.
ReplyDelete(Goes back to sleep).
The day it rained men and the Weather Girls sang about it.
ReplyDeleteThe Chippendales' non-authorized British version?
ReplyDeleteI have no wheather-memories, it simply "is".
When I was 12, a hurricane hit the Gulf Coast...Alicia, I think. I was trapped at my aunt's house for 4 days. She had 4 feet of water in her house. We slept in my uncle's Blazer every night. He would pour alcohol on our legs to get whatever godawful stuff off of us. Luckily, he had a boat (unfortunately, not dry-docked at the house)...and for some reason, a portable toilet was stored at the house. It would drift from room to room and we would have to chase it down. Ants and bugs would try to save themselves on floating pieces of debris...which would then drift into my legs and all the desperate little fucking insects would sting the crap out of me.
ReplyDeleteFun times...
Ants are such ungrateful little fuckers, aren't they?
ReplyDeletehurricane floyd.
ReplyDeleteno damage done here, but it was an experience i never want to have again. if there is ever another call for a voluntary evacuation, i am gone! xoxoxo
I had a voluntary evacuation this morning. Very satisfying it was too.
ReplyDeleteI think it was the spicy sausages last night wot did it.
KEVIN: gotta be the ice storm that knocked out most of eastern ontario and quebec.
ReplyDeleteAhhh…Ontario/Quebec winters.
How I miss giant icicles dropping off the roof onto my head.
PONITA: The blizzard of March '66 when my dad had to tunnel out of the house and we went tobogganing off the rooftops all down the street.
All the kids had a blast - the city was totally shut down except for the odd snowmobile. But it was a nightmare for all the parents, I'm sure!
We recommend skidooing naked!
SCARLET: There was The Great Storm of course in oct '87.... but I once lived in a village called Yalding, which is a notorious flood zone. I nearly ended up driving down the river because the road kind of vanished.
But don’t you have built-in pontoons, Miss Scarlet?
PIGGY: Storm? 'Storm'?
A bit of a blusterry breeze around the poofy Brighton region and a few drops of rain that washed out the hair gel and it's considered a 'storm'?
Honestly, they should try living up where we are before they start fucking whining.
I mean, there wasn't even any death and destruction or anything. How boring is that?
Moaning cunts.
Please pay attention and read the link provided in the post.
*sigh*
PIGGY: Okay, I got that wrong. Six people died.
At sea.
In a fishing boat.
In up to 100mph gales that had been WIDELY predicted.
The words "stupid" and "hardly surprising" spring to mind.
Not exactly what I'd consider 'news' - more like 'confirmation of what was to be expected'.
A bit like hearing reports of stupid twats who decide to go climbing to the tops of mountains in the middle of December, then find themselves stuck in snowdrifts, etc.
Our world is populated by fucking lunatics.
The mountains here are full of the corpses of those who didn’t heed avalanche warnings.
And Search & Rescue spends a fortune rescuing those who ski out of bounds.
IVD: Weathering the storms that are Piggy's farts would probably be my worst memory.
Or that time a tornado dropped a house on me...
It’s a wonder Piggy’s farts didn’t asphyxiate you.
Oh hahaha… how could I forget the day the tornado dropped the house on you?
KAZ: I don't think it happened here.
(Goes back to sleep).
Drinking an entire bottle of vodka before bedtime helped, I’m sure.
ELLIE: The day it rained men and the Weather Girls sang about it.
ReplyDeleteHa! Oh how I’ve missed you, sweet sinning child of Belfast.
MAGO: The Chippendales' non-authorized British version?
I have no wheather-memories, it simply "is".
This is too philosophical for Mistress MJ so early in the morning.
JILL: When I was 12, a hurricane hit the Gulf Coast...Alicia, I think. I was trapped at my aunt's house for 4 days. She had 4 feet of water in her house. We slept in my uncle's Blazer every night. He would pour alcohol on our legs to get whatever godawful stuff off of us. Luckily, he had a boat (unfortunately, not dry-docked at the house)...and for some reason, a portable toilet was stored at the house. It would drift from room to room and we would have to chase it down. Ants and bugs would try to save themselves on floating pieces of debris...which would then drift into my legs and all the desperate little fucking insects would sting the crap out of me.
Fun times...
If this was a contest, you win!
PIGGY: Ants are such ungrateful little fuckers, aren't they?
They are, indeed.
If you’ve seen Jill (and if you weren’t such a big poof), you, unlike the ungrateful ants, would be licking her legs instead of stinging them.
SAVANNAH: hurricane floyd.
no damage done here, but it was an experience i never want to have again. if there is ever another call for a voluntary evacuation, i am gone!
Phew!
I’m grateful that I missed the devastating Katrina.
My friend and I were planning a trip to New Orleans (but changed our minds) and we would have been there when it hit.
PIGGY: I had a voluntary evacuation this morning. Very satisfying it was too.
I think it was the spicy sausages last night wot did it.
I was just about to have a nice bit of sausage for brekkie.
Well there’s THAT spoiled!
The floods of 2007. I lost my best wig during that time not to mention several electrical items! Having to live in a caravan in the back garden for three months afterwards like a gypsy, we even gave ourselves gypsy names Mitzi Rose Petulengro and Carmen Rainbow Smith.
ReplyDeleteMITZI: The floods of 2007. I lost my best wig during that time not to mention several electrical items! Having to live in a caravan in the back garden for three months afterwards like a gypsy, we even gave ourselves gypsy names Mitzi Rose Petulengro and Carmen Rainbow Smith.
ReplyDeleteAnd by “electrical items” you mean your vibrators?
My Saturday morning commute to Cafe C was a bit lively , couldnt see a frigging thing becuase of the torrential rain and was having trouble keeping my poor little car on the road at one point as the wind was throwing me about all over the place . I believe Frobisher had to wear his granny concertina rain hat
ReplyDeleteEveryone loves a big blowout I suppose.
ReplyDeleteBEAST: My Saturday morning commute to Cafe C was a bit lively , couldnt see a frigging thing becuase of the torrential rain and was having trouble keeping my poor little car on the road at one point as the wind was throwing me about all over the place . I believe Frobisher had to wear his granny concertina rain hat
ReplyDeleteI’m surprised Mr. Frobisher managed to keep his wig on!
Did you wet yourself?
No one would have noticed.
They would have thought it was just that you’d had a soaking from the rainstorm.
CYBERPOOF: Everyone loves a big blowout I suppose.
Where have YOU been, Miss Drama Queen 2009?
I was in London on Friday. Went there and back on the train, it was a bit damp and windy, but nothing exciting. I get up the next day and apparently there was a storm.
ReplyDeleteCome on, give us a break. Anything outside of grey and damp is going to be newsworthy over here.
It's raining (muffin top) men!
ReplyDeleteI'd be freaked out if those fellas started raining from the sky. They'd crack my windshield!
Is it National Mary Poppins Day in the UK?
I've lived through several hurricanes. But the worst storm I experienced was a hailstorm in the middle of summer, that busted my windshield and damaged the body of my car! Not to mention put holes in the roof of the apt building I was living in. Those hails were the size of golf balls, and they were hard!
Although, it was kind of funny to see the noisy inconsiderate lady next door (who blasted her stereo really loud) get pelted with ice balls and then trip and fall and land on her own dog's poop when she tried to get back into her apt. It was poetic justice as she never picked up after her dog anyway.
In my garden a patio chair and a bay tree (in a pot) blew over and there were quiet a few wet leaves on the road - but the British Bulldog spirit prevailed and we took it in our stride!
ReplyDeleteCYBERPOOF: I have no idea what you are talking about.
ReplyDeleteOh nothing, nothing.
*whistles*
ROSES: I was in London on Friday. Went there and back on the train, it was a bit damp and windy, but nothing exciting. I get up the next day and apparently there was a storm.
Come on, give us a break. Anything outside of grey and damp is going to be newsworthy over here.
So the papers blew it out of proportion and it was a mere bagatelle?
I’m going to have to write a letter to the editor then.
EROS: It's raining (muffin top) men!
I'd be freaked out if those fellas started raining from the sky. They'd crack my windshield!
Is it National Mary Poppins Day in the UK?
I've lived through several hurricanes. But the worst storm I experienced was a hailstorm in the middle of summer, that busted my windshield and damaged the body of my car! Not to mention put holes in the roof of the apt building I was living in. Those hails were the size of golf balls, and they were hard!
Although, it was kind of funny to see the noisy inconsiderate lady next door (who blasted
her stereo really loud) get pelted with ice balls and then trip and fall and land on her own dog's poop when she tried to get back into her apt. It was poetic justice as she never picked up after her dog anyway.
Sometimes there IS justice.
I hope she knew she was being watched.
FROBI: In my garden a patio chair and a bay tree (in a pot) blew over and there were quiet a few wet leaves on the road - but the British Bulldog spirit prevailed and we took it in our stride!
So your wig wasn’t the least bit askew?
Excuse me?
ReplyDeleteI just drove through hurricane IDA!
Which actually made landfall 20 miles from my home.
Just another day for drinking and skipping work.
AYEM8Y: Excuse me?
ReplyDeleteI just drove through hurricane IDA!
Which actually made landfall 20 miles from my home.
Just another day for drinking and skipping work.
I just hope your ass is insured!