WET
wow! Talk about pissing down! It has now been raining for more than 24 hours, interspersed with periodic terrifying lightning strikes followed by louvre shaking thunder. It takes a floatable device and a flashlight to traverse the murky waters from my carport to the front door.
The back yard - which was recently a tropical paradise for lounging with a Tom Collins and playing the occasional game of boulles is now best described as a lake. Paul was brave enough to go out with flashlight and tape measure to best assess the situation (B.O.M., give him a call - he knows what he's doing...) The results are in - it's fucking wet out there.The best thing to do is to batten down, open another bottle of wine and wait for Noah.
posted by Lisa-Marie CDU @ 9:38 pm
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That is one wet back yard, send some rain down to Tassie please, has been bit dry down here not as bad as some of Aust though. You not only have a spa in your back yard but a pool as well make the most of it and go for a dip. Good to know 'The Stones' are not stones still a bit of concern not knowing. Don't go too healthy with the food and you must imbibe in alcoholic beverages of some sort to a certain degree to be considered a Northern Territorian, don't you? Conan will be off soon, 25th March going to over 21 cities (I added them up) in all and some more than once, like San Juan, Miami, Lima and London because of flight transfers. It has turned out to be a bit of an adventure for him. You take care, stones or no stones
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