We Weren’t Talking to YOU, Weather Gods

At choir splinter group this afternoon (it’s not that the village choir has split in acrimonious fashion over musical differences, it’s just that some of us like to try slightly more challenging and/or recent material, and by recent I mean written in the last 50 years) we were attempting a spot of two-part harmony while singing the Irish Blessing. There was a tricky line we just couldn’t get right so we repeated it over and over again until we got it into our heads. Unfortunately the line we were struggling with was

And the rain fall soft upon your fields

And by the time we’d got it nailed, the rain wasn’t falling soft so much as hammering loudly on the roof to the point where we couldn’t hear ourselves sing, which, now I come to think of it, might have been the point.

Still, if the weather gods are doing requests, might I direct them to the rest of the song – and particularly the cyclists’ dearest wish

May the wind be ever at your back


6 Responses to We Weren’t Talking to YOU, Weather Gods

  1. Nick says:

    You wouldn’t care to send some of your rain over here, would you? We need it badly – and I’m sure you could do without some of what you’ve got.

  2. John Gibson says:

    Its a good line, the Scots would not ask for no rain at all, think of what that would mean for the Whisky Industry.

  3. WOL says:

    When it comes to the weather gods, it’s all about libation, libation, libation.

  4. disgruntled says:

    clearly the gods are busy ensuring their whisky supplies remain intact.

    Nick, if I could send you our rain, I would…

    • Nick says:

      You did! It arrived Wednesday evening and is still going strong now (Thursday morning). Just in time – thanks. With any luck, as a result we might actually have a water supply for more than a couple of hours a day soon.

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