All a matter of timing

‘Rain starting in 63 minutes’ the screen showed.
Hubby and I learned a long time ago not to assume that and to check the radar picture on the weather site we used. He calculated we had about 40 maybe 45 minutes to walk the dog this morning.

It’s a funny day, grey skies out back, blue along the side of the house and cloudy at the front. The clouds all seemed to be going out to sea as if the blue sky was chasing it away.
We donned our yellows, sorted out the dog with hers and set off, in two minds whether or not to go up to the cafe for coffee.
The demented buzzing drones in the distance decided us as it’s bike racing on the beach today so the cafe would be packed.
Photos: February 2019

A walk round the park it was then, which helps me a little by keeping me away from temptation as I have my first weigh in of the year tomorrow. By my scales I have managed to lose three of the five pounds gained over the holidays, so hopefully I will still be within target.

It was indeed a beautiful morning when we started out, but as we looked above us, we could see a wet front coming our way and thought about that 40 minute window. Luckily we were more than half way through our walk (about a mile in total) and passed several people who commented on the weather. One couple said they hoped the rain held off, and a single man said it wasn’t going to rain today.

We got home, took our coats off and put the kettle on. As I looked out of the kitchen window, I could see little splashes on the puddle opposite which were getting more frequent. In less than five minutes, it was chucking it down, exactly 42 minutes since we’d checked the radar.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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17 Responses to All a matter of timing

  1. Sadje says:

    Lucky to escape unscathed! ☔️

  2. blindzanygirl says:


  3. fransiweinstein says:

    Wow, you just made it. Good thing you didn’t stop for coffee. We’ve had everything here. Yesterday it went up to 10 celsius (crazy) and we had record amounts of rain that then turned into freezing rain. By about 9pm it was -7. This morning it is -4 and snowing. I am going nowhere.

  4. You used good judgment – managed to get your walk in and stay dry. Yes, timing is everything. 🙂

  5. Your husband should take over from the weather bureau. That is the only job I know where you can consistently be wrong and still get paid.

  6. Timing is everything. LOL! ☔️
    The weather here has been really abnormal. It’s been in the mid-60s all weekend. Normally, it should be in the 30s, but for whatever reason… It’s been like Spring here. Windows are wide open, tunes are playing, and I’m getting some much-needed cleaning done today.
    Our internet service is giving us a hard time since late last night, so I’m trying to take advantage and read when it’s up and running. LOL! 🙄

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