Who could believe it's October. The rain is still pelting down like we were in the middle of winter. The earth is absolutely soaked and I have had enough! I want some toasty warm weather, a little sun, without the biting wind. I am over it!
I am glad daylight saving has started. In my mind, that means warmer, longer days. We can do things like go for after dinner walks.
With some nagging from Isabel, we set off on a stroll to the drain. It's rather full at the moment.
We were down here a few weeks ago catching taddies. They are now in our fish pond. It was blowing a gale, the kids didn't care. They threw rocks in the water and inevitably could not resist getting thier gumoots full of water, after me warning them to be careful not to. Who was I kidding?
Nothing a bath didn't fix when we arrived home at seven o'clock.
My place in time #37 - The view from the end of my street
The man who owned this block died last year. It's rumoured his daughter plans to put flats on it, which means the street will be busier. This doesn't really bother me because our house is deep on our block and hidden away from the street. The other house owners at the end of our street aren't real happy though, but that's cookie crumbs for ya.
Our end of the street is in disrepair, pothole city at the moment. Can someone remind me why we pay rates? I wish they'd fix it up, bit of a catch twenty two, because when they do, we probably won't be able to use the driveway. I hope it won't be on shopping day, I may have to wheelbarrow the groceries down the thirty metres to the house! They maybe should have done it properly in the first place.
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