Rumbled

OK, there’s been something I haven’t been mentioning, exactly, these last few weeks. Those of you skilled at reading between the lines may have picked up a couple of hints here and there, but I haven’t wanted to blog about it explicitly, in case they were listening. You know, them. The W****** G***.

Because, for the last three weeks or so, due to some bureacratic error, the weather has been absolutely gorgeous. Cold, yes, breezy, yes, but – apart from one day’s rain and one day’s light dusting of snow – sunny and bright and glorious. This is not February weather. We know the score with February: grey, wet, foggy, occasional sleet showers. February’s a month for battening down the hatches and thanking the deity of your choice that it’s only 28 days long. It’s not a month for getting out on the bike day after day, for marvelling at the views, even (cautiously) flinging the odd window open to air the house. But that’s what we’ve had.

People have begun to talk of it in slightly hushed tones. Even as we delight in our luck at having such a break, there’s been a certain nervousness in the way we mention it. As though, somehow, this couldn’t quite be happening. As though we would be paying for it before the month was out. As though that rain we hadn’t had, all of it, would soon be coming our way, with interest.

Because that’s a lot of rain.

Especially when it falls as snow.

OK, maybe not all the rain – that would be rather a lot. But it’s enough, as I have to be in London tomorrow and Virgin aren’t really of the neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night persuasion when it comes to running trains…

5 Responses to Rumbled

  1. Paul says:

    For the first couple of sentences I thought you had something really momentous, wonderful or terrible to announce. I must admit I am glad it was nothing worse than the W—— G—, do you ever get the feeling that this is moving along in the tradition of the “Scottish Play” in any way ?

  2. disgruntled says:

    you mean sunshine in the west of Scotland isn’t momentous or wonderful?

    I just like to inject a bit of drama into my life…

  3. Lynda says:

    I fear the sudden change may be my fault. I was boasting to my southern softie brother about the wonderful spring weather we have been enjoying for weeks here in the west of scotland – sitting outside in warm sunshine for our elevenses etc – then winter came back with a vengeance. Sorry all.

  4. babymother says:

    Oh, so you ARE coming to stay. I don’t know why I bother with email or phones when I just need to read your blog. See you shortl.

  5. disgruntled says:

    Lynda – ah, and I was trying to be so careful, too

    BM – do try to keep up

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: