The parents meeting is postponed tonight. D’s choir is cancelled too. We rejoice.
We were looking forward to these activities but suddenly we are liberated, free to stay home, linger over dinner of chicken curry, snuggle up inside reading a book while the rain pelts down on the roof.
We are hoping to get properly flooded in again like we were a few weeks back, when the first day of the school year was cancelled due to the weather.
The terror of catastrophic climate change notwithstanding...I love it that every now and then good old Mother Nature puts us back in our place and says “ Well guys, you are staying home today”
Last time, we put on our rain gear and headed out into the tempest. D and I wore raincoats and gum boots and were soon completely drenched. Felix more sensibly put on his swimmers and ended up wading into town through the metre deep lake across our road. Someone else was kayaking where normally cars and buses go. And of course there was virtually no traffic on this end of the flood-blocked road, so you could take a peaceful stroll along the damp tarmac, instead of belting across it, burning petrol.