Editorial: Glory days
This time last year, roughly, we had a massive dump of snow. Quite frankly, it was awesome, and it allowed us all to indulge our most puerile inner-selves, and rinse the crap out of Teddy Hall. I believe both to be considerable plusses.
This year, seemingly, we have sun instead. The apparently inexplicable phenomenon of over a week of glorious sunshine in the depths of February must have puzzled many of you, but fear not, I’ve worked out why it’s here.
Many of you will be aware that recently a large part of Camden market burnt down. A tragedy, probably. However, every thick cloud of nauseous smoke has a silver lining. Well actually, it probably has a lead and carbon monoxide lining, which is likely carcinogenic, but that just doesn’t make for quite so catchy an idiom, so silver it shall be.
Anyway, this silver lining seems to be that contemporaneous to this somewhat spontaneous combustion, came the sunshine. Without using a word ending in ‘eous’ again, what I mean is that they happened at the same time. Co-incidence? I expect not. Instead, I believe that I, the budding scientist in a Historian’s body, have discovered in these occurrences a completely new phenomenon: Localised Short-Term Intense Global Warming. If I had more time or could be bothered, I’d have roughly named it so as to create a funny acronym. But I just didn’t. Sorry.
Anyway, this theory means that Camden burning down was essentially the cause of all this glorious weather. That’s the best thing Camden has ever done for me, so hoorah for Camden and all that.
However, this phenomenon seems to have uniquely failed to make things any warmer. In fact, I think it’s probably colder now, at least at night, than it was when it snowed. Whilst it’s not funny, I actually know the reason for this, and considering I’m not funny anyway, I might as well tell you.
Essentially with these lovely days comes a distinct lack of cloud cover. Clouds act as something of an insulator, and generally stop heat reflecting away from us. Clouds, or the moisture they contain, effectively act as an atmospheric blanket, holding heat in and keeping us all warm at night. If they’re not about then the heat of the sun during the day just escapes off into the atmosphere.
That really is a tragedy, because it gets bloody cold. Indeed, our house is so poorly insulated that if it wasn’t for the heat coming from the friction Waldo creates as he perpetually applies fake tan, we’d all died of hypothermia. The other downside is you can’t throw sunlight at Teddy Hall, and they can’t build a snowman out of it for us to mercilessly bundle. Bugger the sun, bring back the snow.
Oh, yes, and this is my last edition as Editor, so Thank You to everyone etc etc. For the most part I’ve enjoyed it, and I hope you have too. I encourage anyone who is interested to get involved, as we’re looking for new sub-editors and indeed an editor right now, failing that just write.
