Yesterday it really rained.
I know that strictly speaking it either 'rains' or it 'doesn't rain'... there's nothing in between... but stick with me when I tell you it really really rained. Very wet rain it was too.
No 2 had a rugby tournament. Soaked to the bone.
No 3 had rugby training. Soaked to the core.
No 1 stayed at home and played the computer. Couldn't understand what the fuss was all about.
I took Lille the ferocious beast, for a long walk. Don't ask me why. Now that I'm British I find myself behaving in very strange ways...
They sky was really THAT grey. And my car now stinks of wet dog and mud.
Now it's Monday. They forecast more rain and No 2 has another rugby match. I think I'll wait the hockey season (played on astro turf) before cleaning the car.
I'll leave you - randomly - with more glorious words by Mary Oliver:
Because we lived our several lives
Caught up within the spells of love,
Because we always had to run
Through the enourmous yards of day
To do all we hoped to do,
Have a good week y'all.