Crossing the road today in the pouring rain a lady turned to me as we waited for the traffic lights to change and said ‘Weather’s apocalyptic isn’t it?’.
I thought that was the strangest thing to say. Ok it was very windy and raining hard, but ‘Apocalyptic’? If it had been raining snails or perhaps locusts, then I would agree, but this was plain normal precipitation.
Made me wonder what she would do if the four horsemen ever did ride in. I don’t think her Burberry umbrella would handle whatever they chose to pour down.