Hurry

When it rains in Manchester we hurry: to get somewhere dry, to give ourselves time to remove coats, shake umbrellas. But there are hazards: puddles, ponds and lakes in the streets, vans spraying those who get too close. The hurrying takes longer than it should: detours around the waters, dodging other hurriers, walking past the annoying guy with the camera. Who needs the gym? Who needs to swim?