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This can happen at any time. You’re out walking the dog and it’s a bit nippy out, or maybe you’re in the pub’s beer garden and it rained a bit earlier. And then suddenly, from nowhere, somebody walking past or sitting at the next table or (ideally) being dragged towards a waiting van by burly male nurses will look at you, shake their head, and say, ‘Huh! So much for global warming!’

Yes. Because that’s how it works. If we had global warming and it wasn’t just an idea put about by communists, then instantly everywhere would be hot all the time and it would never rain or be a bit nippy ever again. That’s science, that is. You knobs tones.