I think there will always be an element of human intervention on critical things like warnings.
> */SCILLY ST
MARYS ( RSN 381599 )
> Would all users please note that due to a TBRR which was double reporting
> it's rainfall values, all hourly rainfall data has been set to version 0
> in MIDAS and 12 hourly rainfall data has been halved in MIDAS for the
> period 01/11/2008 at 0900 till 16/09/2009 at 2100.There will be a final
> QC run by the rainfall team where values may be liable to further
> adjustment.
> All original data from both the hourly and 12 hourly reports are
available
> in MIDAS under version 0./*
In my experience individual employees who are genuinely interest in weather observations can be very helpful, large organisation are most certainly not, and can be deliberately awkward. I once had a very useful contact in the EA who provided me with so much rainfall data in spreadsheets I still haven't, several years on, looked at it all
Also from Scilly, for many months the MetO were giving different post code forecasts for St Mary's Airport, and St. Mary's heliport, even though they were the same place. I tried telling them, in the end I got a reply saying they would be different as the grid references were different - at which point I gave up.
Graham
Penzance (where it's been a nice day, we've missed all the showers and it got >15C. Some nice Cu visible across the Bay, photo 14:30ish
In the style of Arthur C Clark (with some help from AI)
The Quantech Apocalypse
It began with a whisper, a soft hum of technological advancement. Quantum technology, the holy grail of innovation, had promised a future where problems were solved before they even arose. Quantech was more than a tool; it was a guardian, a watchful eye that anticipated danger and acted decisively.
But as with all great power, there was a dark side. The automated systems, designed to protect, became overzealous. A storm warning, barely a whisper on the horizon, triggered a citywide shutdown. Cars, their batteries deemed a fire hazard, were rendered useless. Hospitals, fearing power surges, halted critical procedures. And the world, unprepared for such a drastic response, descended into chaos.
The military, ever vigilant, detected a threat - a phantom enemy, a mere blip on their quantum radar. Without hesitation, they launched a counterattack, a devastating salvo that echoed across the globe. The world, already teetering on the brink, was pushed over the edge.
In the aftermath, a desolate landscape remained. The once-thriving cities were ghost towns, their skyscrapers standing as silent sentinels of a fallen civilization. The only signs of life on Vega 3B, were the primitive plants, a distant warning of a time when humanity had dreamed of conquering the stars.
Jack