So here I am, April 19th 2008 and almost a full month into Spring, looking out of my conservatory windows at a grey sky and a Wisteria that has, so far, had most if it’s shoots destroyed by three rounds of late overnight frosts. Same thing happened last year. And the year before that.
Temperature outside is a miserable 5 degrees centigrade and this is at noon. My fingers are bloody cold. In fact most of me is bloody cold.
I was promised global warming. I was told, many years ago now, that because my local area is only a foot or two above sea level that by now I would have an ocean view. i was promised global warming. Warming, I thought, might be the key word there.
I want some of it and I want it now.
I too feel short changed..if we are all doomed I at least want a tan and a chance to drink nice cold G+t before I croak. Every garden prog the last couple of years has been urging us to grow drought tolerant plants…desert like conditions will prevail…they have obviously been smoking what they have been growing.
@thud: Well said… and I am obviously growing the wrong sort of plant. I don’t think I can smoke any of mine…