I feel like the weather is playing tricks on me.  Yesterday I went out to the market and it rained, rained, rained.  Then I lost my umbrella.  Then I found it again and then it broke.  Numbly, I walked back home in the driving rain, then I gave up and waited for the bus.  Which came, after 10 minutes of waiting in the rain.  Then I walked the last stretch from the house in the rain.

I got changed out of my wet clothes and what happened?  Sunshine.  Bloody sunshine.  Bloody bastarding sun put his stupid arsing hat on.

This morning, it rained on me.  And my coat was still wet.  I’m not happy.