Why Does It Always Rain On Me

I had today all planned out. Gym followed by coffee and cake (I was sure I’d have chucked enough weights around to have earned the latter), then home for lunch. This afternoon was to be spent doing the ironing whilst listening to “Sounds of the 70s”, followed by mowing the lawns before settling down to watch the French Grand Prix highlights.
And all was going perfectly to plan until about half past three, when the heavens opened. Not one, but three torrential downpours interspersed with drizzle. And as it’s still raining now that I’ve finished the ironing, I feel the lawnmower will not be making an appearance today. So I thought I’d use the time before the GP highlights to do this blip.
And we’re away for a few days from tomorrow, so it’s going to be at least next weekend before I will get a chance to attack the small rain forest that will no doubt have sprung up in our absence.