The previous column was good for a readers’ reaction in which I was more or less put away as a nagging Boomer who is concerned about a weather app. And that there are other weather apps! That of course screams for a reaction from my side!
I agree with the nagging Boomer, but then social and not technically. And talking about Boomer: “Old conservative people with old -fashioned ideas.” And thanks again!
In the meantime, I have reflected something self and I have to conclude that I am – that is apparently the Boomer – worried and excite about things that did not interest me at all in the past. Weather conditions for example.
About 20 years ago the weather was the weather. Now it’s a ‘thing’ again. If a lot of sunshine then the parasol. If no rain, then water the tomatoes. As if rain on the mountain shoes for walking. And so forth. That does not only apply to me, that applies to all boomers in whose company I traffic. What the weather is for one is for the other’s canarie piet is for another his front garden. Again and so on. Arriving here I say, “Well and?” But back to the readers’ reaction with which it started …
The reader in question pointed me (as indicated) to other weather apps. And that comment was/is not (or in my case actually) told deaf ears. At exactly this (!) Moment I put it to the test with the annual flea (= flea market) here in the village of Chaumard. The candles in the church here have been burning weeks in advance: “Whether the Lord gets a nice sunshine arranged.” I did a round of neighbors and I had about 8 different weather apps – besides Weer themselves. Of all 8 I recorded the prediction for next Saturday. I tell you, “8 different predictions.” From radiant sun to huzes and thunderstorms. Temperature differences between 19 and 32 degrees Celsius.
Prediction number 9 is the left knee of Alain on L’Huis Maillot, because it gambles in the morning light clouds and only in the afternoon the sun. I will soon let you know how it ended. For now I stop, because the neighbor is coming my way and that means that something can be nagging again. Because finally Boomer …
Brocante in Chaumard. We hope for good weather. In bad weather it will be nothing!