Last week we were out with friends at the beautiful Avon Gorge Hotel in Bristol. They have an incredible terrace with views across the Avon and of the Clifton suspension bridge. We are sitting there after ordering, having a drink when all of a sudden I heard a “Splaaaat!” Immediately followed by this slap against my forearm. I looked down and saw a thick, long, green blob that ran almost from my elbow to my wrist. It looked like pesto on steroids. After the laughter at the table died down and my stomach settled a bit, our lunch arrived. I had ordered Cous Cous and roasted goat’s cheese salad. When the waitress placed my plate in front of me my stomach lurched as I noticed they had decorated my plate on both sides with a thick slug-like dollop of PESTO! Needless to say it looked far too familiar to my recent forearm experience. So, some people say when a bird poops on you that it is good luck. Well within 5 minutes of the food arriving the skies opened and there was a torrential rain shower that we had to out run back to the shelter of the bar. if that is the kind of luck bird poop brings…count me out. I’ll keep looking for my 4 leaf clovers thank you.
It is another rainy and windy day here, this week we have seen our local rivers, streams and brooks on the verge of bursting from all of the rushing runoff from the rain. I know we are officially in a drought but when you wake up to the sound of the whipping wind and lashing rain you don’t much think about hose pipe bans and water shortages. So, what are some things you can do on a soggy Sunday like this? My mom, (whose birthday it is today, Happy Birthday Mom!), loves to do what she calls “doing bear”. Doing bear, consists of puling the covers way up as if you are in a cave and snuggling down to listen to the rain outside feeling all warm and safe in your cave. Not a bad way to spend a day like today.
Being the control freak that I am I could never do a job where I knew I was going to be wrong the majority of the time, no matter what I said! Why the weather theme today? Well, we were told just yesterday that we were “officially” in a draught (in our part of England). Today I am sitting in an office on the corner of building and I’m surrounded by huge windows. Watching the wind whip the RAIN into a frenzy. It is lashing so hard against the windows that if feels more like a car wash than an office! I am grateful for the rain, as I don’t want us to be in a draught but I started thinking about those poor buggers who have to try to predict what Mother Nature is going to do. It seems she does have a good sense of humour though. I’m sure she was thinking “okay, official draught well that means rain is on the agenda for tomorrow, let’s see what they do with that!” I wonder what Mother Nature has in store for this weekend because the weather people have called for “balmy temperatures”. Bets anyone?