Perhaps the only positive advantage to be enjoyed as global warming dies the death in the cold mists, rains and fogs of a new (and totally expected) cooling period is that I no longer bore on about the subject - or at least, not quite so much. To paraphrase the mighty Python, this global warming is ex-global warming; this global warming is DEAD!
And to prove it, we have no less an authority than the Met Office (and it is difficult to be a lesser authority than that unforecast shower!) who quietly slipped out a press release a couple of weeks ago telling us that global temperatures have remained static for the last 16 years.
Some eagle-eyed hack at The Mail, no doubt snuffling through their waste-bins late at night, found the so-called press release and published it. Smelling salts all round at the Met Office and poor old Prof. Jones at East Anglia 'Polytechnic-Night-School' came over all faint. Since the publicity there has been a sustained soft-shoe shuffle from all concerned as they spun in 180 degrees un-saying their previous declarations that 15 years was long enough to establish a trend, the previous warmer period having lasted 15 years, natch!, and now they are trying to stretch the term required to establish a trend to 17 or even 20 years whilst they all practice sun-dancing in the hope that it gets a bit warmer.
Frankly, I wish them well because I would much rather have a warm globe than a cold one but given their abilities in things like, well, climate science, I don't rate their chances very highly. Even a piss up in a brewery is quite beyond their abilities.