Friday, 10 August 2018
It's absolutely chucking it down
Tony has gone to Manchester to watch the footie. Barking mad if you ask me. I have offered to run up and down a field and kick a ball and spit if he wants to give me the season ticket money and the thirty quid petrol money :-) I am sitting here in the conservatory listening to the rain hammering on the roof. The garden will really soak it up and the flower borders will be all fresh and beautiful again. It has been a really strange day of glorious sunshine and heavy downpours. On the way back from my walk this morning I watched a huge black cloud coming my way. I hadn't been home long when the heavens opened and boy did it rain. I think the forecast for tomorrow isn't too bad but Sunday looks pretty miserable.. It's funny how quickly I forget that we have had weeks and weeks of sunshine. My lovely son is in Tenerife with his girlfriend... He will come home with heckuva tan as he only has to look at a light bulb and he goes brown. I have to build up gradually and I do go a nice golden brown as long as I am careful. I think I may be rusty in a day or two if the rain doesn't stop. The noise is deafening and I won't be surprised to hear of flash floods on the local news. I bet the farmers are glad they got their harvest in.