A READER’S MEDLEY

Dominion, Volume 28, Issue 100, 22 January 1935, Page 7

A READER’S MEDLEY

An Eye on the Weather There is a man in Christchurch who has kept a record of the weather for more than 50 years. He is becoming a bit of an oracle in the correspondence columns, and he is even meeting with a certain amount of deference from the officials of the Magnetic Observatory. But I call this going a bit too far. To talk about the weather, to keep, so to speak, one’s weather eye open, is all very well; but to write the weather down in a little book that goes back 50 years savours of something approaching fanatical zeal. I can see this man, when he is caught without a coat in a cloudburst, hurrying grimly home to find out if it wasn’t more severe In ’O5. I can see him casting an anxious straw in the wind to compare it with the one blowing from the same quarter on his forty-fourth birthday. I can see him eventually succumbing, as Sir Francis Bacon succumbed, through too great a zeal in the cause of science. For myself, I am going to continiie to accept the hand of Heaven with resignation. If it rains, it rains. If it snows, it snows. And if it Is neither one thing nor the other,shut unpleasant enough for both —why, then it is what the papers up there call “another fine day in Auckland.”- G.