Don't need a weatherman...

...to know which way the wind blows.

So opined Sir Robert of Zimmermanshire. Similarly, I don't need a weather station in my back garden, but I have one anyway because: (a) the weather is interesting; (b) I like data; and (c) I guess I'm just a massive nerd.

Anyway, the night before last, weather was happening fast.

You know when Tomasz Schafernaker gets on the TV in front of his weather map green-screen and talks about a cold front moving in? Well, this is what it looks like when it happens quickly.

Yes, this is data from my weather station, which gets uploaded to Weather Underground in near-real-time. Look at that drop in temperature, around half ten. I believe the technical term for that is "fell like a stone". From 10.6°C at 10.28pm to to 7.1°C at 10.49pm. That isn't usual. And the wind, which had been building since 9 o'clock, really ramped up, peaking with gusts of ≈30mph.

I know, this is boring, sorry. I remember learning, in O-level Geography, that a weather front would pass over you entirely in 24 hours. But it can also move quicker. I'll spare you the barometric pressure graph for the day, that pointed to this happening. Let's have an appropriate song instead.

More soon, when I take a deep dive into why the pump don't work (spoiler alert: the vandals took the handles).