7:15 Wake up. Brilliant sunshine
7:15 – 8:30 Coffee, breakfast, shower. Still brilliant sunshine.
8:45 Sky a pure, cerulean blue. Rashly put on shorts
8:46 First hazy cloud appears.
9:00 Load washing machine with bedlinen
9:01 Sun goes in
9:59 Washing machine finishes. Venture out onto front step with coffee and Review section of paper to enjoy return of sunshine and work on farmer’s tan while sheets spin
10:00 First rain falls.
It’s the precision of it that gets me…
July 19, 2009 at 9:27 am |
UPDATE
10:15 – post whinge on blog and change back into Proper Trousers
10:16 – sun comes back out.
July 19, 2009 at 12:26 pm |
Doing the washing on a Sunday? Oh dear or dear!
Have you never heard the saying “The One Above sees all”?
July 19, 2009 at 1:00 pm |
Ah yes. On a lovely sunny day in Argyll (admittedly rare), if the heavens suddenly open and pour rain in biblical proportions for 30 minutes, you will know that I have spent that specific 30 minutes walking the dog! It does the same thing whatever the season and weather, it is always worse the minute I step outside. I must apologise to everyone who lives in Argyll – it’s my fault, sorry.
July 19, 2009 at 5:35 pm |
JW – well if the One Above doesn’t want me to do laundry on a Sunday He should arrange for it to be sunny on a Saturday occasionally.
Lynda – next time, could you let me know before you set out?
July 19, 2009 at 6:57 pm |
I would have thought that you’d have given up clock watching by now! xx
July 20, 2009 at 7:51 am |
hehe – I always like to know what time it is, always have.