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Why don`t weather forecasters go outside ?????????

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You sure is wasen't precipitation! rolleyes
you read the weather forcast last night, and told the whole room the weather, did you go outside?
you didnt as you never moved from the cam.
Never trust a weather man. lol
I told you to wear your pink hat, did ya wear it?
I have to say flower I am still giggling this morning, super hero. rotflmao :rotflmao:
Our weather this week has been;
Monday Forecast = Sunny, Actual = Sunny
Tuesday Forecast = Sunny, Actual = Sunny
wednesday Forecast = Sunny, Actual = Sunny
Thursday Forecast = Sunny, Actual = Sunny
Friday Forecast = Sunny, Actual = Sunny
Saturday Forecast = Showers, Actual = Showers
I think its helps with the fact the MET office weather centre is in Devon, so I suppose when they go out of the front door there they can get it 95% right!
Sorry about your car boot Flower!
Didn't you realise that you're part of the 5%?
They got it wrong here - 10% chance turned into blanket coverage of torrential rain all day.
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Rained all day here on and off.
Good for the garden!
One of the best weather forecasts I've ever heard was on a New Zealand radio station when we were over there touring in a camper. It was as follows ...
Monday, fine. Tuesday, fine. Wednesday, fine. Thursday, fine. Friday probably crap.
What more do we need to know?? lol
What i want to know is, was it crap on Friday, or was it fine lol
wish we had just 1 crap day a week here. Just so I don't have to water the lawn lol
Rain is liquid sunshine...!!
ever the optimist...garden thought that yesterdays rain was great!
I have suspected for a while that the eaisets job in the world is being a weather forecster in North Wales. As soon as I learn the welsh words for rain again I shall start up in business.
Minx was 14 before she realised she could take her cagoul off.
I reckon they don't go outside because they are fed up of doing a weather report... going outside and then saying... "aawwww crap!" when the weather is opposite what they've just said to everyone.
This then results in old ladies brandishing walking sticks at them for making them come out with only one overcoat and scarf on, while Big Jim, in a surly mood, throws half a hundredweight of beefburgers and sausages at the poor forecaster because he'd had to cancel the family barbecue. Either that or they are hit over the head with umbrellas by sweaty people in coats, who are annoyed at the sunshine while they were expecting a mild hurricane, or at least three foot snow drifts.
As the Big Yin would say, "There's no such thing as bad weather, just the wrong clothes"
I lurve the sunshine- but I also love storms, snow, high winds and torrential rain.
In-betweeny, dull drizzly days bore the arse off me though, admittedly. confused