Out and under a sunny sky,
Across the road, the dog and I,
Off to do her morning bizz,
We don’t notice that bit of drizz.
Walking round, we start to get wet,
Nothing on the forecast, yet
The rain is there for all to see,
‘Them Upstairs‘ clap their hands in glee.
Last year we beat Them four to one,
We’ve been expecting Their revenge to come.
No waterproofs or gloves or macks,
The water drips merrily down our backs,
I hear Their laughter, that I swear,
As we splash in puddles now everywhere.
Not long ago, the odds were changed,
As accurate was the forecast range,
Today it promised to be warm and dry,
Just Somewhere Else, under another sky.
We dripped our way along the road,
Huddled down, not too far to go.
Heavier still, we increased our pace
As the wind blew water across my face.
Hurrying now, the boat soon in sight,
Towels and hot tea relieve our plight.
That’s not thunder, but chuckles I hear
As I wipe away a raindrop tear:
Sit down to breakfast and what does it do?
The Weather has turned those grey skies to blue!
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We only got caught out the once. Waterproofs aka portable saunas thereafter!