Dear God
So I know I don’t talk to you often, but seriously like…
Where has our summer gone? This weekend was the last summer bank holiday and I spent the time indoors staring out into murk and rain and water. I briefly considered building an ark but then realised a.) there are no animals I would want to save and b.) I don’t particularly want to be stuck on a boat with other people either.
This morning it looks bright and balmy but that’s absolutely NO HELP as I am stuck in a stuffy office.
So please God, get your finger out and give us at least ONE nice weekend this summer.
Yours,
a very bedraggled
Eli
The weather is a nightmare up here too. I can’t get a dry enough day to cut the grass. And I put down grass feed there in May…so now I have a proper meadow going. Just ONE DRY WEEKEND, just one. That’s all I want.
Taking a couple of weeks off soon, and the weather better get its act together in the meantime or I’m using the Droughtonator-5000 on it.
Then who’ll be sorry?
Comment by Neil Struthers — August 9, 2007 @ 10:28 am
Oh, the joys you all bring to someone who’ll be moving to your little island group soon. Truly encouraging.
Was awfully tempted to reply as God … but figured there’d be smiting or brimstone or something. Does God often leave comments, by the way?
Comment by DaviMack — August 9, 2007 @ 5:53 pm
The sun has put his hat on here at last.
Nice piece.
Comment by M Buckley — August 24, 2007 @ 3:37 pm