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This afternoon saw the return of the rain. From about 1pm, it fell and refused to stop until many hours later. It was almost as if Thor had looked down and noticed that the deck was starting to finally dry and, in his need for weather control, soaked it again.
Needless to say, the girls were stuck inside with me. Okay, not just because of the weather, as they are both still in season. There was a lot of ball throwing up the corridor with just a few necessary toilet breaks outside.
I’ve mentioned countless times how Freya hates the rain and today was no exception. She has an uncanny ability to hold it in when she perceives water in the air. I call her a reverse camel.
Anyway, the rain started falling shortly before Mirinda returned home from uni. The poor thing has had three classes in a row this week. This is, fortunately, not a regular occurrence.
Today her class was about Deep Time, geology, archaeology and other things I learned about years ago when I was studying at Guildford Uni. The funny thing is that when I’d return from class, all excited about stratigraphy, rock inclusions and impressive fault lines, she would come over all bored. Now, I think, she realises why I was so excited about it all.
I am waiting for the first time she suddenly stops the car at the side of the road and exclaim, “Wow, look at that fault! Just imagine the forces that thrust that up!” It will be my cue to yawn and say something disparaging about rocks.
When she got home, she had a board meeting but the less said about that, the better. I have already told her that she does too much but it’s not like she listens to me.
As for me, I entertained the girls, did some laundry and cooked dinner (pork with fennel, tonight). Just another normal Gaz Day. With rain. So, ultra normal then.
Here’s Freya before the rain fell.
My views were down to 11 today, which is, I’m glad to say, quite the norm.
