It's been truly horrendous weather recently, with gale force winds and lashing rain nearly every day. It feels like Dementors are on the loose in Lincolnshire and no-one is safe from their icy grasp. To add to the bad feelings in general, the Goldsbroughs suffered a burglary, I got done for speeding and Charlotte has been rattling through reports which gives her no free time whatsoever. I was slightly cheered by the appearance of small frogs in the garden, but to be honest, on the whole I feel a bit down with it all. Its also likely that Boston away will be cancelled on Sunday, creating a bit of a cricket vacuum.
So whats in store. Well, its happy birthday to both Nick and Jon this weekend - so its going to be raining booze and probably a couple of meals out as well. I just hope we don't get flooded out of our houses and end up living up trees like a load of dirty apes. I really don't fancy using flint to fashion a prehistoric club and then chasing after weird amphibian beasts, that are the only creatures who can survive the new climate of permanent rain and bogs. I bet they'd taste disgusting anyway and electricity would be right out. So no TV or PlayStation either, which would be rubbish.
Please let it stop raining soon!!!
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