"All wet...

 ...hey you might need a raincoat" _{burning down the house, © Talking heads}

Well, it wouldn't be right if I didn't moan about the weather, again, being British and all [can't have these stereotypes getting lost through global Americanisation now, can we?] After a nice, spring weekend we've dipped back into a really wet few days. Torrential rainstorms (followed by brief bouts of tempting sunshine that exist purely to have you go outside and say "my, it's really nice now" and five minutes later be soaked to the sink. Acts of God? No, I think it's too mischievious for someone supposed to be so pure and loving... ).

"April showers bring May flowers" I've heard them say (does that mean golden showers bring golden flowers?) but they're predicting snow later in the week.

I have to laugh though, I love this crazy weather. This morning, caught in one of the biggest rainstorms since the last time I was caught in a big rainstorm [no thunder, worst luck, 'though it looked promising] I was listening to Talking Heads and had to laugh as "Take me to the river", "Once in a lifetime" and "Burning down the house all played" - it's as if it knew (Take me to the river "dip me in the water, washing me down, washing me down.", Once in a lifetime "Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down. Letting the days go by, water flowing underground...", Burning down the house "Hold tight - we're in for nasty weather...")

You know what though, Global warming be damned, it's all the same as it ever was, same as it ever was. Same as it ever was.