Carbon on my mind

Because I’ve gone “green”, I was very interested to see Simon—Grizzle’s dad—on television the other day talking about climate change, carbon emissions, global warming, the end of the planet, etc. Simon said it was a very serious problem, and he said that in the very serious voice he uses whenever he’s reporting on something…well, very serious. But what he didn’t say on TV was that he and Grizzle’s mum are about to go on holiday to Australia, which is miles away from England, apparently. So, I asked my dad to calculate how much carbon their flights will be pumping into the atmosphere and—after quite a long while, I thought—my dad said it was 7.4 tonnes.

Obviously I asked, “What’s a tonne?”

“Well,” said my dad, “imagine the equivalent of 50 puppies of your weight. That’s one tonne. So, 7.4 tonnes equals 370 Josies.”

Wow! That’s an awful lot of puppies to put into the atmosphere, don’t you think?

So, when Grizzle’s dad was being very serious about carbon emissions, global warming, climate change, etc, perhaps he was only kidding?

If you’re worried about Grizzle, don’t be. While her mum and dad are off polluting the atmosphere, Grizzle gets to stay with her grandparents, who are really great, apparently.

Oh, by the way, this a picture of my mum and dad’s garden in the south of France taken today:

And, this is a picture of their garden, taken exactly a year ago:

Notice the difference? (The white stuff is snow, apparently—whatever that is!) Climate change? You be the judge.