And still it rains.
It’s refusing to stop. At least I won’t need to water the tomatoes until say 2023. There is a joke here about it always rains on a bank holiday weekend. Guess what this weekend is….
“Dad sometimes having social and virus phobias is a good thing. Little chance of me asking to go to the beach or a fun park today. It saves you getting drenched.”
That’s true Hawklad. Always something to be thankful for.
“Apart from supporting your football team. Wow that’s grim.”
We all can’t support teams that win anything. Newcastle United’s job is to give all the other teams a good laugh. At least we have a good shirt. Can’t go wrong with black and white stripes.
“The shirt never changes Dad. It’s boring. You look like a walking barcode.”
It does change. Sometimes it’s black and white stripes. Then sometimes it’s white and black stripes.
“You do pick your teams. What happened when you started supporting that German Team”
They got relegated.
“Then you followed that Swiss Team, what happened.”
Erm they got relegated.
“Bit of a pattern developing here Dad. Oh do you remember you owe me a forfeit for losing the last challenge.”
How could I forget.
“Wasn’t it to sit outside in the pouring rain with no shirt on”.
I believe it was to sit outside when it was warm.
“Dad WHAT was it.”
To sit outside in the pouring rain with no shirt on.
“Now would be an ideal time. But as I am kind I will grant you something. You can wear your barcode footy shirt.”
I’d rather not. Given how rubbish my team is, that shirt will just disintegrate in the rain.
So yes I sat outside in the pouring rain. With a cup of tea and yes my football shirt. The tea was warming, my shirt didn’t fall to bits and I thought about some happy things. Yes definitely always something to be thankful for.