From One Cloud to Another

I thought at first it was a mirage. Possibly a result of too many late nights or long term damage caused by the spicy sausages at Le Mans. I had to rub my eyes and take another look.

It’s definitely real, I can see it there between the clouds. It has been so long since I last saw it I’d almost forgotten what it looked like… it’s the sky!

After a month of solid rain, during which time enough water fell on this country to put Volvic out of business, the clouds are finally going away. Which will certainly make it more comfortable for those of us who shall in future be spending more time outside the pubs than in them.

Yes last night I got my first taste of what life will be like in this formerly free country – al fresco!

No more can I sit in the pub and have a drink & a smoke in peace. After years of being told not to stand about on street corners it's about become the routine of people all round the country.

There are soon going to be two distinct groups of public house patrons whose paths may never meet. As the smokers and non-smokers divide at the door to form their own little cliques each evolving independently of each other, with their own cultures and customs.

Who needs to stand inside? Who needs warmth and telly & pool? It’s a brave new world and I am going to stand proud and embrace it! Outsiders Forever!!

The blue sky has gone now. I think it may rain again soon…

Bugger!