According to the Met Office we’re due some pretty severe weather between now and Sunday evening. Heavy downpours, thunder, strong winds and very high waves. Hopefully, the latter won’t apply to us, since we’re as far from the coast you can be while living in England… but then, you’ll never know around here, so I’m preparing to hold onto my hat and the tiles on the roof.
Since the forecast doesn’t bode well for getting any laundry done, and I simply love the fresh feeling you only get from air-dried washing, I’ve decided to go for a cloud race.
Back in the day, cloud races were something to keep us entertained while mapping. They ususally involved bets on getting out of a quarry or back from a field trip before the wet stuff arrived with a vengeance. The most epic of all our cloud races – and one we lost in spectacular fashion – cost me a Wellington boot, which is trapped to this day in a swamp on the Isle of Rugen.
These days, my cloud race is much more sedate. Or you could call it civilised. In fact, today’s question is very simple: Will my washing be dry and back inside before the forecast heavy rain arrives?
The forecast and the clock say I’m going to lose…