Looks like the climate emergency is over for another year. Here comes the rain again, as Annie Lennox sang in her Eurythmics heyday.
Or, as the ‘expert’ on LBC, whom I quoted earlier this week, insisted: here comes the ‘climate whiplash’.
That’s the latest alarmist term for what we used to call ‘the weather’. Sun, followed by rain. Apres le soleil, le deluge.
The heavens opened, predictably, just in time for this weekend’s Reading pop festival. So no change there, then.
Open-air music festivals the world over have been blighted by wet weather for as long as anyone can remember, going back as far
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