Nice weather to be described by the papers as a 'sun nuke'

THE nation’s media has settled on ‘sun nuke’ as the phrase of choice to describe the pleasant weather approaching this week.

Having found ‘warm’ and ‘sunny’ inadequate to describe typical summery conditions, every outlet is to employ a phrase evoking thermonuclear armageddon to remind the public to wear shorts.

Sun editor Stephen Malley said: “We’ve found a meteorologist prepared to say it for £175. His peers will despise him until the day he dies.

“Even ‘scorcher’ doesn’t do justice to the magnitude of heatwave that’s coming, which is far less than that big one the other year. Plus we get to use a big picture of a mushroom cloud, which is fun and not misleading.

“This isn’t a hyperbolic phrase to drive sales. The sun is actually a load of nuclear explosions, apparently, so we also brainstormed ‘solar buttf**k’ and ‘Ra’s revenge’. We have impeccable journalistic standards to meet.

“Don’t get complacent. After we’re due to be hit by a torrential rain dildo, category point two five wind genocides and a festive New Ice Age.”

Bill McKay of Gateshead said: “Sunblock cannot prevent the awesome powers of a nuke. So I’m not putting any on.”

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Dads struggling with return to normal life

DADS are struggling with normal life after 24 hours of unbridled Father’s Day self-indulgence.

After receiving incredible gifts like three craft ales in a gift box during a day devoted entirely to them, men are experiencing the oft-reported ‘Father’s Day Comedown’.

Father of two Stephen Malley said: “From getting a chocolate beer mug with my name on it, to being allowed to watch the poor new Mission Impossible film, yesterday was a non-stop rollercoaster of unbelievable thrills.

“But today it’s like my family are virtual strangers again. I’m even wondering if the ‘Dad In A Million’ card I got was intended ironically.”

Solicitor Joseph Turner said: “My daughters took me to a steam fair. I saw men race lawnmowers, I saw monster trucks, I saw a model of The Flying Scotsman constructed from more than 750,000 matchsticks.

“It was the greatest day of my life. But now my world feels like a prison.”

Psychologist Nikki Hollis said: “Getting a card that describes you as the ‘world’s greatest dad’ is an incredible rush.

“Then it’s Monday and you’re not the greatest in the world at anything any more – you’re just a twat with a bad back.

“Dads must find the strength to keep going with their normal routine. Go to work, have a brief conversation while eating and then stick on Call of Duty until everyone else has gone to bed.”