Rain, Rain Go Away...

I hate this weather.



Last night I drove back from the seaside where I'd been visiting my lovely boyf. I'm surprised I made it back alive. I can't have driven at more than 55mph at any point and yet it was still the scariest thing ever. Not only was there so much rain that visibility was virtually 0, but the wind meant that I spent the whole time just trying frantically to keep my car from being slammed in to another car, the barrier or a lorry. I was exhausted when I got back to my flat and curled up to go to sleep pretty early as I had a stupidly early start this morning.

So this morning off I went in the rain again. Luckly I left so early that it was easier to get a bus than the train because the trains were buggered. So much so that when moving between hospitals today I very almost didn't make it back to a teaching session. I had to get a random bus I'd never got before and hope for the best. As if this hadn't annoyed me enough I got totally soaked on the way home. So much so that my waterproof coat leaked (clearly Primarni isn't quite as amazing as I first thought). Thinking my day couldn't get any damper I got in to my flat, changed in to warm dry clothes and went to have a cup of tea in the living room.

Drip, drip, drip...

The window frame was leaking. Not just a little leak but a huge armchair soaking, floor puddling leak. It's still going now, albeit a little slower. The only silver lining to practically drowning in my flat is that the chances are with this much water around I won't burn to death as the battery in my fire alarm died today.

Lily xXx