While I don’t want to be yet another meteorological moaner, I just have to say it: What’s with the weather?!
It is now officially the wettest July in recorded history for our region which is all well and good, I mean you expect winter to be wintery and we’ve had a pretty good run of mild ones, it’s just that, not happy with soaking us and freezing us, the weather gods then threw in a spell of house thudding gales which had quite the affect on the Homestead. Unfortunately, said influence falls under the our-lips-are-sealed great excitement foreshadowing of earlier posts so enough said.
But this morning, the Homestead slowly woke to a whole new world. No more drumming of rain on roof, no splashing and gushing of overflow onto already sodden ground,
No, today it was dry; not sunny, not warm, but…
The exterior- dwelling Homesteaders, ducks excepted, were right there with us in heaving a huge sigh of relief.
But weather-euphoria also lead to some unsavoury behaviour.
You could be forgiven for thinking no good could come during such a deluge but you’d be wrong because we’d made it to the top of Wes-the-Plumber’s list. We can now report the Homestead is leak-free, complies with all council regulations and, after a long time debating, pondering and pontificating,
ready to host a bit of a bathroom makeover. Yep, we’re finally getting rid of the blue walls.