… It rains and you can smell that lovely odour of water hitting hot tarmac – it’s sort of like sweet, dusty steam. If anything reminds me of long summer days when I was a kid, it has to be that. I should have expected it since I finally got around to washing my car yesterday – it always rains after I wash my car, that’s why I do it so infrequently (it has nothing to do with my being lazy at all).
Anyway, just to clarify, Saturday qualified as a John Conners Nice Day – and it’s not often I can say that! I just hope there are plenty more this summer, it’s about time.
It normally rains after I water my garden – no house-pipe ban where I live (yet!)
Really? Maybe we should make sure you don’t water your garden the same day I wash my car – wouldn’t want a monsoon over England!