So, my scurvy readers. This be "Talk Like A Pirate Day" and all hands should be scampering above decks, belching forth speech that'd make yer mum faint.
Here be some data to fuel yer privateering.
The barometric pressure were well high and mighty over the weekend, but today the pressure has dropped like a berk off the plank. Me eyeballs are popping out of their sockets like a right load of grapeshot. Ow.