After the rain

It’s been a beautiful day, with clear blue skies.

But of course, just before I was due to go home, the heavens opened.

Reaching the huddle of youngsters, mostly in wheelchairs, in the car park, I asked “why are you here, there is lightning all around, you need to get indoors”.

Expecting a stream of excuses the loudest voice said, “say that again”.

Confused, I asked why? He said, “I love your accent, Scottish people are the best”.

Of course I duly complied.