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        The Algarve in January
        
        Here’s another look at the weather we are having to cope with
        here on the edge of the continent. As you can see we are having
        to cope with some serious cold.
        
        

        
        
        Yes I know, your heart bleeds for us. I had an email from my
        daughter telling me the night time temperature in Southern
        England was a mind numbing -6C the other day. And she asks me
        when I’m coming back. Sadly we shall have to have a much bigger
        up-ramp of global temperatures before I venture back, that is if
        I ever do. Back in the last interglacial we had lions and tigers
        roaming around Salisbury Plain. It was even a lot warmer than it
        is now back in the time of Chaucer. I dont remember Chaucer
        making any complaints about the heat back then.
        
        I suspect we are having a slight change in the seasons. This is
        about the third or fourth in my lifetime, from the bitter cold
        of the 1948 winter, which I have mentioned before, to the hot
        summers just a few years later, to the bunch of exceptionally
        cold winters that ran from the late sixties to the mid eighties.
        If you’re measuring from about 1980 then the climate has indeed
        warmed considerably since then. But if you’re measuring from the
        mid nineties, then there has been not much change. But that
        isn’t climate, we have a word for that, it’s weather. There even
        used to be a joke about it. The UK doesn’t have a climate, it
        just has weather. And I’m sure you know the Flanders and Swann
        song about the English weather. If you dont, do look it up. It’s
        short and fun, and wickedly accurate. It takes as its starting
        point an old English ballad:
        
January brings the snow,
          Makes your feet and fingers glow.
        
        And of course, the weather just goes on and on until we get to
        December, and then it’s… but if you dont know the song I wont
        spoil the ending for you.
        
        But to go back to shifting seasons. When I was a kid, the leaves
        fell during the first week in November. Now they hang on till
        the first week in December.
        
        When I first came to the Algarve, we had gales and floods from
        December through till Easter. We get gales of course, but we
        haven’t had a decent flood for a decade or more. And I’m sure
        the spring flowers are coming out a few days earlier each year.
        Here is another pic, taken the morning I wrote and posted this.
        
        
        
        One upon a time this was a lawn, but there is an invasive weed
        here called oxalis. It's rather nice, but it is everywhere. I've
        given up. In spring my lawn is a mass of yellow flowers. Doesn't
        show up well here. This is what the plants looks like close up.
        
        
        
        Spring starts in December in this part of the world, and it goes
        on until May 1st, which is the beginning of summer.
        
        And that’s another thing. The summers have been getting hotter,
        although last year was nowhere near as hot as the year before.
        Let’s hope this latest weather change continues; warmer winters
        and cooler summers. At least that’s how I like it.
        
        I’ve decided to stick my shopping receipts altogether at the end
        of the month so you can see what it costs me to live here. See
        you again then.