30 April 2008

Rain

It is possible to walk in the English rain without getting wet.

Compared, of course, to getting caught in the kind of rain that splashes up your legs, cascades through your hair and trickles down the back of your ears. Rain in Thailand saturates everything only to dry it all out again five minutes after it began.

Or, your beautiful Tasmanian rain that falls in tiny cyclones. It flicks its way into your ears, leaks through every buttonhole and flies up your nose. My flimsy little purse-umbrella didn't leave a dry patch on my body when I got caught in the rain in Tassie.

This English spring rain, it falls in neat tiny droplets. Droplets that fall straight down in orderly fashion and sit politely on the toes of your shoes. Little shiny dots that mist a layer on your coat and slide themselves in neat trails down your umbrella.

This English rain, it may go on and on forever, but mostly as long as you have your purse-umbrella your ears will stay dry.

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