“I don’t believe it,” was Muds’ exasperated out cry this morning as, sounding more like Victor Meldrew than ever before, he surveyed the garden this morning!!! “It was glorious sunshine when I got up this morning and now it’s flipping raining! Again!”
Actually, ‘raining’ isn’t quite the right word to use to describe the torrential downpours that seem to be happening every 20 minutes or so but it is definitely raining on Muds’ parade , well his truck cab refurb’ to be exact, and he isn’t happy.
“What is it with the weather?” he asked nobody in particular, “It’s beautifully dry and then the moment, the MOMENT, I go to get my tools out to do a job it starts to throw it down!”
Middle Mudelt and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes. We had heard this rant so many times over the last few months and we just waited patiently for it to pass over.
“Guess what my next post is going to be about?” I asked a giggling Middle Mudlet, “I’m going to have to try and take a photo of the rain.”
Mud stopped in his tracks and looked at me “Does the camera have shutter speed control on it?” he asked, again speaking to no-one in particular, “Where’s the tripod? I’ll try and get a good picture of the rain and do a post on my blog.”
Excuse me? That was MY idea and plagiarism of your beloveds ideas is not the way to continued marital harmony (see how lucky you are Jennie?).
To be fair, poor old Mud does seem to have been plagued by dreadful bad luck over the last 12 months or so, where the weather is concerned and I can understand where he is coming from but really, can we not just accept it as read, that when he decides to do a job outside and specifically a job related to the Land Rovers, then the weather will immediately change from sunny and calm to extreme rain, winds and snow blizzards, regardless of which month we’re currently in! Accept and move on!
I’m sure I sound like a hard and unsupportive wife but you do have to appreciate that I don’t use the name ‘Victor Meldrew’ lightly and there is nothing I or anyone else can do about the weather. For those of you unfamiliar with the Victor Meldrew character, he is from a UK sit-com called ‘One Foot In the Grave’ – I’m sure it’s on you tube if you want to check it out.
Mud has already taken the decision to cancel his annual leave weeks this year, due to his recent and unerring knack of managing to time these weeks off with inclement weather. Mind you, after the date of 4th April 2012, you would have been hard pressed to find a dry minute, never mind an entire week, for the remainder of last year and for the first quarter of 2013, we were almost permanently under either deep snow or thick ice. March, on the other hand, has seen periods of sunshine but alas, once again these have not been in sync with Muds annual leave, hence his radical decision to cancel his leave and book long weekends instead.
Last weekend was glorious and at the start of the week Mud was relatively optimistic for yesterday (Friday) which signaled the first of these long weekends. Unfortunately the optimism was misplaced and it very soon became clear that this weekend was not going to be a good one. With sinking heart, poor Mud had to face the fact that the jinx was still upon him and, to rub salt into the gaping wound, the parts that he had ordered on Tuesday which he needs to be able to complete the truck cab refurb’ weren’t actually dispatched until yesterday and so they won’t be here until Monday at the earliest!
To say that he isn’t the happiest of bunnies at the moment would be an understatement but he has managed to get all the trim pieces painted in Silver Hammer Finish Hammerite paint and reattached to the truck cab back, oh and he has also managed to paint the rim of the roof section in the same silver paint and so yesterday wasn’t a complete disaster. In fact now that I come to think about it, the sun was out until the early afternoon yesterday and so there really isn’t that much of an excuse for Victor to have made an appearance.
That said, he is currently out in Annie with Middle Mudlet, doing some shopping, having given up on the chance that the sun will come out and he can get the windscreen finished. He isn’t going to be at all happy when he gets home because although it was raining when they left, the sun came out literally as they drove off and it is still out now.
I do love the garden after rainfall, it looks lush and smells fresh and in fact I’ve managed to get some lovely shots of the some of the beds bathed in sunlight …… somehow though, I don’t think Mud is going to appreciate this as much as me and, taking into account all the evidence, I think I might hold off putting my washing out – for now.