Rainy Saturday

It seems weird to be watching teev at 9.45am, but that's what kind of day it is, wet and cold. Boy is it wet! Has the rain stopped since yesterday? I think not. So, I have pumped up the open fire, munched down my porridge, with banana and peaches and honey, cuddled up to the baby bulldog... and I have a few series of The Grand Tour to watch, to boot. Sam has been buying things online from Amazon, so we have signed up to Amazon Prime again. Yay.


And after one whole season of The Grand Tour, the sun came out, for what would turn out to be, a millisecond and then Sam was keen to take Buddy and Bruno for a walk.

“Really, that is five seconds of blue sky?”

“They need a walk?”

“This is a momentary reprieve from the rain.”

“But what it it’s not?”

“I’m guessing that’s all it is.”

“They need to go for a walk,” said Sam. “They can’t be cooped up inside all day without exercise.”

“No, we’ll just get caught in the rain when it starts again.”

“Yes, we have to take them,” said Sam.

“No,” I said.

“Yes,” said Sam.

“No.”

We got 100 metres up the road and the sun disappeared, it clouded over and the wind picked up. We got another 100 metres up the road and a cold wind blew. We got another 100 metres up the road and Buddy effectively bailed on us, heading across the commission flats parkland to the dog park, so Bruno, Sam and I followed. We effectively got another 100 metres along and the rain came down. The dog park squelched under feet, parts of it were under water.

Of course, all the usual faces were in the park, dog people are weird.

“Let’s go,” I said.

We headed for home as the rain got heavier. The far side of the dog park was, pretty much, under water. We tip-toed through, even Bruno who hates to get his paws wet. Buddy doesn’t care, he just walks straight through anything, mud, water, whatever.

100 metres from home we were running to get out of the rain.

Then we were back inside out of the rain. It is moments like this that you really love an open fire.