

An occasional journal

It is looking more and more likely that the April output from the solar panels will be worse than that of March. Clouds, you were lovely. We enjoyed your performance. Now go away.
Today a couple of blokes came round to insulate our house under the Wrap Up Leeds scheme. While they worked a gentle snow of fluffy fibre flakes fell all around, but as they worked, the insulation worked open the ventilator in the bathroom and filled the room with a fabulous fall of fluff.
Yesterday, despite a constant procession of large cumulus clouds, the solar panels had their best day ever. Today, under an incessant downpour, we barely scraped a kilowatt. And yes, the face of an evil whiskery dog appears in the shadow of the bollard. Pareidolia is inescapable.

Clouds That Look Like things is available from all good bookshops. For some reason, there are no pictures of clouds that look like cauliflowers.

OK it doesn’t look very like a fish but it looks about as much like a fish as this fish looks like Jesus. And the fish is Jesus’ avatar, after all.

Hard to believe that a week ago we had daytime temperatures of over 25 degrees, and that three days ago the solar panels served up over 8 kilowatts…