Thursday, 7 June 2012
Life with The Gardener can be unpredictable, with occasional dizzying bursts of spontaneity. I have noticed that this is closely linked to the British weather.
How so? you may ask. Is this like the phases of the Moon, each change affecting mood and behaviour?
Well, yes. The Gardener seems - for some bizarre reason - to dislike working in persistent rain. Yet he moans a great deal about lost working days in this busy season, and the propensity of grass and hedges, aerial or otherwise, daisies, buttercups and gunnera to take unfair advantage of his absence and grow like billy-o.
He sinks into despair when the forecast tells him that tomorrow is to feature gale force winds, thunder and torrential rain. Flossie doesn't understand this at all - what's not to like about being soaked in cold water?
And so what we do on such rained-off days is to go out, sometimes on a whim, and invariably we have a pretty pleasant time together, with or without dogs. And I find that The Gardener doesn't complain at all about this.
The other day, we drove - in rain - to Wells, this time to see the wonderful Cathedral from the inside. I had only seen the exterior, also stunning, with Tricia last February, but the interior had needed more time.
And what an astonishingly beautiful and complex building it is. Impossible to describe here, except to say that whenever we thought we had seen it all, there was yet another large space beyond, filled with wonderful carvings, windows, stone. And on the day we went, with dripping people too. The woman at the desk said that the ancient stones wouldn't notice a bit of water from sodden umbrellas....
Yesterday, on impulse (or perhaps because I had heard enough sighing and tutting about computer slowness), we raced off to Bristol - in rain - with an ailing laptop, booking an appointment in the Apple store's Genius Bar, and spending a little time drooling in a faintly undignified manner over the latest iPad.
Business over, we crossed the plaza and had an early and very delicious little supper.
The sun came out, and we drove over the Clifton Suspension Bridge into a sunset, and on to home.
Rainy weather has its advantages....
Posted by rachel at 21:35