WTH? Sounds more like characters in an 'X-Men' film than weather!
*commence Hovis music* Back when I were a lass, we had proper weather terminology. Eee, them were the days! And we had proper weather presenters too. Smart young men who wore plaid shirts with kipper ties, some of 'em sporting a rakish hint of facial fuzz on their upper lips. Ah! Simple times. Happier days.
[For some reason, I seem to be channeling the spirit of a Yorkshire grandmother. No idea why. I just can't seem to stop myself!] :)
Eee! I remember when the weather forecast consisted of nothing more than Michael Fish pushing marshmallow cloud stickers around his magnetic board. Such a lovely lad(!). A true pioneer of the weather channel. He lived his life on the edge, see? Just him, a camera man, and a handful of magnetic symbols. Alright, sometimes those magnets fell off the map, but did he care? No! He was a professional. He thumped 'em back in place and carried on talking.
One thing's for sure, Michael Fish and the boys didn't have a symbol for Thunderquakesnow - or whatever it is they're calling it these days.
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