Friday, July 08, 2011

Rain rain rain

I was on the point of going to the supermarket when it suddenly started to thunder and pour: the sort of weather that we don't normally get in Scotland. We get rain, yes, but usually soft damp mists of it or random slashes driven by the wind, not these cataracts thumping down in straight lines from the clouds.

Sirius Cat was in the living room with me and was very disturbed by all the bangs and flashes. Somehow the idea of going in the car lost its appeal. "Appeal" - going to the supermarket? Though in fact I should be very grateful that I can do so: go and buy food any time, unlike those poor refugees in Africa.

So I watched the rain. It doesn't look as impressive in the photos as it looked in reality. The rain flooded the flowerbed a few feet from me, threatening to overflow and - surely it couldn't come into the house? See how it's level with the path; the bed is several inches below it, normally.


I was worried about Cassie, who was nowhere to be seen, so I called for her at the front and the back doors; no sign. Then I went back into the living room and she suddenly shot out from behind the sofa and bolted for Daughter 2's room.





There's the rain bouncing on the road, with a mysterious UFO hovering in the driveway. The rain must be the Martians' fault, then...






Both cats are now beneath Daughter 2's bed. The Martians won't get you there, fluffy ones.






And now the sky is brightening so I suppose I have no excuse not to go and gather some supplies for us and my mother. (No one has come to view her flat for over two weeks. Deep gloom. Curses on those bankers.)

















10 comments:

  1. The thunder and lightening use to terrify our cat, but I guess she's just gotten use to it and ignores it. We get thunder and lightening in storms year round, when we get rain that is, middle of a drought this year.

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  2. We've had banging bouncing rain too but no thunder. It comes and goes realy quickly then the sun comes out so going out means either sweltering in a waterproof or getting soaked. Cats have got the right idea - hide and sit it out!

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  3. Just been reading about the flooding in Edinburgh - hope you're ok!

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  4. Belated Happy Birthday.
    Your rain looks as dismal as ours has been.

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  5. There are dramatic photos of the Edinburgh floods on the BBC News website . I hope you all still have dry feet tonight Isabelle!

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  6. Ok. Enough of the rain talk -- WHERE's that BABY??? ;-D I hope he holds out until the 14th -- then he'll share a birthday with TheManoftheHouse!

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  7. I love the textures in your outdoor Rain Carpets...

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  8. Anonymous9:24 am

    Gosh, it was fair stottin'!

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  9. The heavens did indeed open, evidently! No such news reached us here! Over here it is merely very very cold.
    And the Baby should indeed now arrive on 14 July, another serendipitous date, and one shared by my elder sister, and my hairdresser's baby.

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  10. The Forth bridge saved my life. I had just arrived in Scotland, by car, up from England, and had gotten completely bamboozled by the pouring rain and roundabouts with no street signs. I stopped at the curb and ran into a shop, begging to be shown the way OUT of the city. The shop owner, noting my sticky-out hair and frazzled expression (not to mention my New York accent), pointed me up a road... which led to the Forth bridge, which led me into the bliss and peace of the Scottish countryside, where I spent some of the most cherished time of my life.

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