Friday, 15 June 2007

Wet and dry

My job entails me going to visit people in different parts of the city. I don't drive, which means I rely on public transport and a good deal of walking. In these last couple of days of extreme (for this country) weather, I've worked out a system of accurately predicting when its going to start raining, and when the rain is going to become torrential.

Here is my system.

When it will start raining: just as I'm about to head out of the office on a visit to one of my clients.

When it will get torrential: just as I'm far enough away from the office for it to be too late to turn back.

I suppose you could summarise this system as Sod's Law. However, tonight its been the other way round. I'm having a quiet time tonight. I decided that I would go out for a walk for a couple of hours, regardless of what the skies threw down at me.

Not a drip, apart from when I walked under a tree. The atmosphere was one of post-storm freshness which really brought the smell of the grass and the trees to life. It was beautiful, especially in the calm of the late evening. I've just got back indoors, settled down, and only now has the patter of rain begun against the open window. It's very soothing, relaxing and very conducive to the reflective mood I'm in.

25 comments:

lavenderblue said...

Pissed again ?

trousers said...

Didn't you read the tags?

trousers said...

I'm dryer than the weather, put it that way :)

lavenderblue said...

Ooooooooooooh.so sad...
This time around can we have a story about what you did in Berlin ?
The one you wrote last time never had a public viewing..........

lavenderblue said...

well, I am sure you just changed a post quicker than lightning..................
maybe I should lie down...........

trousers said...

Oh, its not sad. It means that when I start my holiday I won't be frazzled, for a start...I'll be sure to post something up here as long as there's something I've done that's worth writing about. Nice that I can post my pictures up here now too.

lavenderblue said...

Everything you write is worth reading.

trousers said...

No, I did change a comment. I thought that pointing out rather drily that I'm stone cold sober sounded a bit uppity.

trousers said...

Oh, thanks lav, very nice of you to say so. Perhaps instead of deleting comments I should be able to move them round so that my responses are in synch with your comments...

lavenderblue said...

I'd like to be in Synch with my comments too !!
Have a really good time trousers and please write a diary for us !
xx

trousers said...

I'll do what I can lav. I might not have much opportunity to put any diary-type posts up while I'm out there, but no doubt there'll be Berlin-related writings soon afterwards at the very least :)

Pixie said...

Liked the evocative last paragraph.

Being in bed with the window open with the rain pouring down outside, whilst warm and snug, is just so one of my favourite things to do.

lavenderblue said...

Agreed,Pixie
however here today ( Nottingham ) I felt as though I was in the eye of the storm, yes, it was spectacular, but terrifying..........I wouldn't have wanted to try to relax with it outside my window............
Used to love fishing, and hearing the rain crash down all around you, snug in the bivouac was wonderful......

zola a social thing said...

Nottingham??????

zola a social thing said...

One suspects that LavenderB has a bit of Brian Clough left in her.

lavenderblue said...

Who ?

trousers said...

Following on from pixie and lav's comments, one of the memories I have as a child was sitting in the greenhouse (usually with one or more of our cats) during a heavy rain or thunder storm. Three was something precarious and cosy about it all at the same time.

trousers said...

Three? I mean "there", obviously. I blame zola for making my head spin.

Pixie said...

Rain... Brian Clough...Nottingham.

NAAHH!

Rain... Nottingham... wet woods... Robin Hood, I'd understand.

Must me a bloke thing, but I thought it was sex not footballl that was sparked off at a moments notice.

px

lavenderblue said...

Indeed,Pixie,indeed........
It's all about balls though, isn't it ?
Sex in the woods in the rain........ah.NOW you're talking......

lavenderblue said...

And as to cats,trousers,my two were yowling all the time the storm lashed out..........from underneath the duvet........

zola a social thing said...

A storm lashing out from underneath the duvet of LavenderBlue.
Now would be something to be involved with.
But NO FARTING PLEASE
We are talking erotic here.

lavenderblue said...

A memory of 'let me shipwreck in your thighs' comes to mind........

lavenderblue said...

Morning trousers !

trousers said...

Morning lav. Talking of cats, I'm off to feed Louis while his owners (or rather, staff) are away. Back later, maybe to write a post (maybe not - gad, the mystery!).