For a remarkably reasonable price, I have aquired a weather station. Although there was no global warming for the first decade and a half or so of this century, there is some evidence of a modest rise in average temperatures in the last year or so. Far short of the warnings of runaway scorching as we went past some supposed tipping point. But something to watch for. Personally, I am all for a bit of global warming, especially since we now enjoy the beneficial effects of a bit more carbon dioxide in the atmosphere – worldwide vegetation has increased a fair bit, almost certainly because of the extra carbon dioxide rather than the temperature. If the average global temperature were to rise to, say, the levels enjoyed by the Roman Empire or even more recently during the Renaissance, there would be huge benefits to mankind.
We no longer get bombarded by hysterical nonsense on the subject from the media quite as much as a while ago. The public at large seems to have rumbled that the scientists whose grant money depends on scary stories about iminent disaster are not to be trusted, and global warming has slipped way down the ratings of issues that the public now worry about. In the USA, the public does not seem to be too concerned that The Donald is planning to stop spending public money on the issue. I suspect that a number of other countries might well be quietly sizing up the prospect of following suit, as the voters’ attention is more focussed on economic health than bogus warnings of being fried to a crisp or being swamped by sudden rises in sea levels.
Hence the motive for keeping a personal eye on the weather.
This little chap tells me the temperature and the humidy, both inside and out, the wind speed, the wind direction, and how much rain has fallen in the last hour. It even keeps a history, and has an alarm system.
So far, there has been nothing to get too alarmed about. And anyway, I can always look out of the window.