06-29-2012, 05:32 PM
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Ooh what a good day I had yesterday. The labelling tasks are done, so I could release myself from that task.
First off WOW we had the most astonishing storm in the morning. Son and I were eating breakfast and it was dark enough outside to turn the lights on - England in late June, that's not right. Then at half past eight we set off to walk to school and a rumble of thunder started around the sky, and didn't stop: it rolled around and around the sky for half an hour! Son is reading the Percy Jackson series at the moment about Greek Gods so a bit of Zeus's favourite sign was most appropriate. I said it sounded like a Bowling Ball being rolled around Olympus, and honestly that is still the best analogy I can come up with to describe it.
So I stood in the playground with son and other children all watching the sky in amazement until school doors opened and they went in. Then Down It Came! The sky opened and rain started. I sprinted home and into the house and Hail started to bounce off the lawn, the windows, the house.
I have a builder here supposed to be building a wall at the front, but that wasn't going to happen, so he and I had a cup of tea and studied adverts for second-hand tractors on kijiji. He's a farmer when he's not a builder so ideal to advise me. Very funny to be sitting in Shropshire studying tractors for sale in Edmonton.
Of my two dogs, the fierce-looking shaggy German Shepherd Cross called Rufus is scared of fireworks, gunshot and thunder. When I got back from the school I found him upstairs trying to find somewhere to hide. Poor dog was petrified. He's not the only animal to suffer in the storms yesterday - a gamekeeper friend of mine lost two pens of pheasant chicks in the flash floods that followed the storm; poor things were drowned.
Aha, young son has just woken up. Will finish this entry later......
..... Back now!
Yes indeed the weather yesterday morning was sudden, deadly, and awe-inspiring.
I set off to Ludlow in the midst of the storm to go to Boxercise. My truck ploughed through the flooded roads with ease and not for the first time did I feel supremely grateful for it's capabilities. A diesel engine is the way to go round here! I made it to the class, and had so much fun! I haven't done Boxercise before, but I now heartily recommend it to anyone who needs either an adrenaline or endorphin kick, or is feeling a lot of pent-up rage.
Friend H had to back out of lunch due to baby non-cooperation on the sleep front, so I zoomed over to Kidderminster to purchase suitcases for son and I to live out of, and travel with. I'm the sort of shopper who would like all choice to be limited to the old Ford advert of "any colour you like so long as it's black"' so I found the array of models and patterns more of a hindrance than a 'great thing'. I narrowed it down to the biggest two, and made my purchase. I increasingly observe that the nicer one is to shop assistants, old ladies, and harassed waitresses, the easier the world becomes.
Gosh what a long entry! Suffice it to say that I finished the day with Core Stability, son with Tai-kwon-do, and big fat bed for both of us.
Oh, yes. And the howling of dogs in the middle of the night. Midnight, moonlight, sleepy village with no streetlights, mysterious howling from down the Lane. Me wondering whether I should go out in my pyjamas to find out what's up, then deciding that I don't want to meet a werewolf so going back to bed....