I’m sitting here with a large pot of Earl Grey Blue Flowers tea staring out at the rain which seems to have no intention to stop falling from the sky. I swear it hasn’t stopped for 3 days (or since we heard the results of the election in the US). Early this morning it was so heavy, it woke us all up. I read that Wellington had 72mm of rain between midnight and 3pm – almost as much as the 98mm average for the whole month of November. What with the weather, world events, and Anton, my step-son, leaving for Denmark, the weekend has been rather grey in every sense.
After saying our goodbyes to Anton, we needed cheering up, so popped into Moore Wilson for some treats for dinner – a steak to have with new potatoes, a big salad and some aioli, all washed down with Hãhã merlot. This was followed by new season strawberries and ice cream and suddenly there was some sunshine in our lives.
*A lot of you will recognise where the title of the blog comes from:
“The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house. All that cold, cold, wet day.” Dr Seuss, The Cat in the Hat.