I am really happy to report that my computer malfunction yesterday was simply a blown fuse. After I crawled under my desk, (and found the right plug) everything was back to normal in seconds!
Which is more than I can say for the weather. Yesterday was torture, as the temperature broke all records here in UK. It was unbearable indoors, but worse outside. We prayed for another one of those storms we had earlier this month, but so far, no takers!
I wrote this post at the time…
It was beginning to look as though the promised end to this hot weather had changed its mind and gone somewhere else. I patiently waited all day for the clouds to gather, but I waited in vain.
We have this problem all the time due to our close proximity to the South Downs, a row of hills between us and the coast. These Downs deflect most of the weather, so when the rest of the country is having torrential rain, we might get a few drops.
This is fine in the winter, and we are grateful to miss most of the foul weather. But not now, please?
Properly cheesed off, for I love a good thunderstorm, I carried on writing the next blog post, seeking refuge in my office. This is when Anita announced that she could hear thunder.
This didn’t register immediately, so convinced was I that we wouldn’t be having any kind of storm any time soon.
She kept on saying it, and it was getting a little annoying. It was bad enough that I was positively dripping with sweat, so hot I could scream. Ten minutes later, as I paused to reflect on my writing, I heard my first faint rumble.
The rumbles continued for over an hour. The sky grew ominously dark as the rumbles grew louder and grumpier. There was no rain, which seemed wrong. It was nearly as dark as night outside. There was no lightning either, or I hadn’t noticed any.
The writing was abandoned, and I went outside, intending to get wet if it did decide to rain.
It wasn’t much cooler outside, so a little rain would be welcome.
The thunder was almost continuous now, and I could literally feel it all around us. It was almost as though something was stopping it from stepping into our territory.
I love thunderstorms, and even though there was no lightning, I enjoyed the sound effects. The first raindrop hit my head like a bullet, and I could tell how big the drops were by the size of the wet patches on the paving.
Ten minutes later, I was forced to go inside as the heavens opened. The road outside was flooded in minutes.
It was a lot cooler afterwards, which was totally and completely fine with me…
See one, play one, maybe? We can but hope…
As soon as you like, pretty please?
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 
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