IT is only November and already we are being warned of some severe weather.

But knowing something is going to happen doesn’t necessarily mean that we will be prepared for it.

I already know it is winter and during winter I should expect some bad weather.

Knowing what is going to happen will not mean we will be prepared for it.

I hate the fact that we love to tell people how bad the weather is going to be.

At the first sign of any snow we will have constant reports how things were either ‘hazardous’ or ‘treacherous’.

I don’t think winter has really made an appearance until both those words are used on the 10 o’clock news.

As soon as someone says ‘treacherous’ we can all sit back and relax, knowing that winter has well and truly arrived.

We can soon expect a few more weather warnings in the coming month where we are told to ‘be prepared’ or ‘take action’.

Look, we don’t need to be told this.

Apart from going to Asda to buy some more mushroom soup tins there is nothing else I can do to prepare anyway.

Expect several weeks of panic headlines and pictures of the odd car stuck in a ditch.

Then when June comes round expect more panic about how the heat is going to kill thousands.

AND where have the bonfires gone? Last week I drove around looking for a bonfire but couldn’t find one in my neighbourhood.

In fact I couldn’t find one anywhere. There used to be one at the pub on Wensley Road but this year... Nothing.

I used to be an expert bonfire builder in my time and spent ages gathering rubbish to burn. I guess it was one few skills I had – gathering rubbish.

But this year somehow ‘they’ have scared the pants off of us all and there wasn’t a single bonfire in sight.

I knew sooner or later we would do this but we really have managed to extinguish whatever fun that was left in our towns.