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Forecasts, quackery and the predictions that never cease

Francis Farragher

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In the latter days of May, a colleague of mine recounted a casual conversation she had with a fellow bus commuter on one of our dank mornings at the end of the month. Admittedly, it was a pretty miserable and grey morning and the passenger remarked how she was looking forward to getting away from ‘this awful weather’ we were having.

The moral of this little tale is that weather is really all about the present tense. For the first four weeks of May, 2019 we hardly had a drop of rain, and yet when one or two wet days arrived, our moaning bus commuter put no stock at all in the past tense.

The other little ‘me rule’ about weather is location. If a weather front slips in over half the country and is stalled there, happiness prevails on one side of the line and misery on the other.

Mind you, I have to admit to feeling a little ‘brónach’ during some of the days during the first week of June when the first chore of the evening after returning from the day job was in putting down a fire.

It didn’t get any better through the week with the central heating switch also getting pretty regular flicks – the Tuesday evening of June 4 was especially raw, thanks to a biting wind from the North-West.

This time last year, the first two weeks in June maintained the ‘good run’ that we had through May, 2018, with Shannon Airport recording its highest ever, May temperature: 26.3° Celsius on the 29th.

The promising May that we enjoyed this year – that is up until the last few days of the month – however has been disrupted by a breakthrough of Atlantic weather systems just at a time when many farmers in the West of Ireland were about to ‘strike’ for their main cuts of silage.

Abbeyknockmoy weather man Brendan Geraghty, who has spent a lifetime in recording rainfall figures in his goblet, reported an almost negligible amount of precipitation for the first 25 days of May.

It had been on-course to being a record dry fifth month of the year, or very close to it, but all that changed in the last six days of the month when 1.42 inches (36mms.) of rainfall was recorded by Brendan Geraghty.

For more, read this week’s Connacht Tribune.

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Nothing like a good storm to focus the minds of a country

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Eyre Square, Galway city, in the aftermath of Hurricane Debbie (Sept. 16, 1961).

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There is probably nothing to compare with a major weather event when it comes to focusing the minds of a nation on a single topic. Up until two weeks ago, the name Lorenzo wouldn’t have meant much to the vast majority of the Irish population but within a matter of days, it was the most uttered word on the lips of the country’s population. And then it blew off in the middle of the night with barely a whimper when most of us were solidly in the world of nod!

Great storms are nothing to new of course but ironically one of the reasons that they stick in our minds so much is that broadly speaking they are a relatively infrequent event, which is not the case with our friends in the Caribbean or along the east coast of the USA. Thankfully we do tend to avoid the extremes in terms of weather events, and only very infrequently, do we find ourselves on the hurricane trail. Winter storms are of course a different matter but on the whole, they lack the punch of the hurricanes, who have souped-up engines due to their high energy origins in warm sea water off the West African coastline.

The hurricane path during the early Autumn season in the Northern Hemisphere is determined by the trade winds that blow east to west across the Atlantic, sweeping the tropical storms with them until they tend to blow out over land when reaching the Caribbean islands or the south-eastern coast of the USA. Here and there – but thankfully not too often – the hurricanes do something of a U-turn in the mid-Atlantic and instead of proceeding westward, take aim for our shores. This is exactly what happened with Lorenzo last week and probably the most famous – or should that be infamous – U-turn of all, was Hurricane Debbie, which hit our shores on the Saturday of September 16, 1961.

For more, read this week’s Connacht Tribune.

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Out of tune with listeners who want value for money

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Marty in the morning . . . A welcome escape from the drudgery of the morning commute.

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RADIO has always been something close to my heart going back many moons when I bought a Playmate transistor radio after receiving my first pay cheque from DEC (Digital Equipment Corporation) in Ballybrit.

There was – and still is – a great thrill from tuning into different stations and many’s the late hour between tiredness and the arrival of The Sandman was spent in listening to Radio 1 and the BBC World Service that broadcast through the night.

The melody of Terry Wogan’s Floral Dance on his BBC Radio morning slot still floats around in a little memory cavern of my brain while there’s a lovely nugget of innocence in memories of Din Joe (Take the Floor), who introduced dancing to radio listeners. Mad yes . . . but funny to the point of laughter convulsions.

I remember also, as a young boy, being put on housekeeping duties on the last Saturday of July in 1966, and tuning in the old Philips radio to the famous BBC commentary of England’s 4-2 World Cup success and that famous line from commentator Kenneth Wolstenholme as England hung onto a 3-2 lead in the dying seconds. “Some people are on the pitch. They think it’s all over. It is now,” he quipped as Geoff Hurst completed his hat-trick.

During teenage years there was also a great thrill to listening to Radio Luxembourg and I have a memory too of Radio Caroline, broadcast from a ship on the high seas, in order to avoid the legal clutches of Governments not keen on the idea of unregulated radio stations.

The great ‘gift’ of radio is that you go about your business and still keep in touch with your music and local news. Over recent decades, the licensing of local stations has also revolutionised the whole business of radio, giving air time to the local club or community on a regular basis.

There’s a diversity now in radio that’s huge from the State broadcaster to independent national channels, and of course the local stations, whose niche in the market lies with their ability to tune into the goings-on of little towns and parishes all over their own county.

For more, read this week’s Connacht Tribune.

 

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A short list and the odd nap could ease our daily woes

Francis Farragher

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At this stage of my existence on this earth, I suppose that it’s a bit late now to try and work out a personal conundrum as to whether I slip into the lazy or hard-working category.   It probably all goes back to childhood days when I’d make a song and dance about bringing in a bag of turf for my mother and then maybe the next day receive the height of praise for cutting a half-field of thistles with the scythe.

The old pendulum between doing too little and too much never seemed to stop oscillating in my younger days but probably like the vast majority of ‘country stock’ we all knew that we’d be treated as a lower class, if we didn’t pull our weight.

I often feel the dose, of what I’ll categorise as ‘laziness guilt’, when friends of mine tell me how many books they read every month; or how many yards of turf they footed in one evening; or maybe closer to the bone, how they managed to write far more newspaper stories in one day than I did.

What sparked my interest in this was a Psychology Today column that I happened to speed read (too lazy to read it all diligently) in which the author, Daniel Marston (Ph. D. if you don’t mind), posed the simple question: “Are some people just lazy?” His conclusions are worth a bit of scrutiny.

He points out that while many people have very genuine medical and psychiatric disabilities that prevent them from participating in the workforce, there is another very distinct cohort of people with no such legitimate excuse, but who just seemingly can’t be bothered to do anything much.

Dr. Martson contends that there is such a state of ‘true laziness’ which has a relationship with our friends in the animal kingdom, but the root cause of it, is the motivation or the need to spring into action.

He points out that the dog who sits lazily on the rug for hours can spring into the most vigorous action when there’s a knock at the door, so his theory in summary is, that motivation is the only real antidote for that section of the population suffering from ‘true laziness’.

For more, read this week’s Connacht Tribune.

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