Monday, July 06, 2009


I live in a modest abode, not a vast estate. So it was rather strange on Saturday to find that it was raining in the back garden, but not in the front.


cogidubnus said...

It happens... I recall as a child walking along a dry pavement with my mother, whilst it was raining on the pavement on the other side. Freeky though isn't it!

Roses said...

Weird times.

When I lived in Trinidad, my grandma lived in a valley, and you could hear the rain coming and the trick was whether you could race it home.

(most of the time I got home soaked)

Girl With The Golden Touch said...

I love stuff like this :) x