Heavy rain again all day, non-stop. It’s still raining tonight, and guess what the forecast is? You got it. It’s not just Norfolk, as most of the country is getting a real pasting from the unseasonal weather. Sports events cancelled, holidays washed out, and homes flooded. Businesses that rely on summer trade will go bust, homeowners in some places are out shopping for new furniture, and even the Americas Cup off the coast near Portsmouth had to be cancelled, due to strong winds.
(I thought sailing boats needed strong winds, but apparently they would have capsized. What do I know about sailing anyway? Nothing, is the answer to that.)
Out with Ollie as usual this afternoon, I had to abandon the shorts, due to a cold breeze, and go back to joggers for warmth. The heavier waterproof coat had to come out of storage, and I had to wear the wellington boots again, as some of the area around the Meadows is under water. After twenty minutes trudging around under my trusty umbrella, my face was actually cold from the wind. But my feet were too hot, as I was wearing boots designed for sub-zero temperatures. If this keeps up, I will have to buy some lightweight unlined wellingtons, just for such occasions. Just over an hour into the walk, it felt more like March than July, and I resolved to check my calendar when I got home, in case I had lost my mind, and a few months too. After two hours, I had endured enough, and headed home. Once I had shed all the wet clothes, I did check my calendar, a paper one that lives on my desk, featuring characters from Thomas The Tank Engine. Sure enough, it was July still. High summer in the UK.
On the plus side, I did manage to get something out of being housebound for most of the last three days. I conceived and wrote a new film article, which I have sent to James at Curnblog, to see if he wants to publish it. Hours of research into seven films, and a good time spent checking the proof, correcting and re-writing. Time well-spent, and no guilt that I should be doing something outside. If he decides it is good enough, I will let you know.