"Bawbag" is a peculiarly Scottish way of saying "ball bag," meaning Scrotum. It's almost exclusively used as an insult, as in: "Ah'll toe your erse, ya manky faced, wee bawbag!" For the record, the winds are gusting up to 130mph in places and I was kicked out of my university this morning for safety reasons but I imagine this is more like a gentle breeze to the likes of Jim.
catagory 1 hurricane winds 75–95 mph, 65–82 kts, 33–42 m/s catagory 2 hurricane winds 96–110 mph, 83–95 kts, 43–49 m/s catagory 3 hurricane winds 111–130 mph, 96–113 kts, 50–58 m/s catagory 4 hurricane winds 131–155 mph, 114–135 kts, 59–69 m/s catagory 5 hurricane winds >155 mph, >135 kts, > 70 m/s
Perhaps unsurprisingly, there's already a wikipedia page: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hurricane_Bawbag The 165mph wind speed is a little misleading - I believe this was up in the hills. Around 85 mph here in the centre of Glasgow.
except for the people without power, i guess this is quite amusing. How many Hurricanes has Scotland had?
Bawbag 2? Hurricane Fannybaws? Cyclone Bampot? http://entertainment.stv.tv/opinion/292187-hurricane-2-the-bawbag-returns-or-does-it/ This bread lorry cowped next to my house this afternoon. Trampoline videos have been making a reappearance too. Not all fun and games though - two people dead. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-16385049 And last winter every one moaned about a wee bit of ice.
Thanks. It's a lot calmer now, albeit still very windy, which is nice as I'm away ten-pin-bowling in half an hour.
Even down as far as yorkshire it was pretty bad, horizontal rain whilst on patrol is damned unpleasant to work through. But to echo Red's words: Stay safe mate.
My train journey from Hartlepool to Manchester yesterday encountered some poor weather but thankfully nothing quite as bad as that. Lots of horizontal rain, sleet and hailstones encountered at some god-forsaken-platform-in-the-middle-of-nowhere that I had to wait for a change at. I had expected the train carriages to be a bit warmer, it seemed that the heater vents at the bottom were pumping out cold air. By the time I got to Manchester, I couldn't feel anything below my knees.
