Gosh. Also, gearing up.
Sep. 5th, 2012 09:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceI just went outside with some recycling for the bin, and there was this strange, heavy, occasional sound that kind of stopped me in my tracks, and I gazed about me with an expression of some wonder (on the inside; from the outside, I probably looked like a gormless fool) and thought "No, no, it can't be..." - and yet, it was. Visual evidence confirmed the auditory.
People, it just rained.
Big heavy drops and not many of them and I think it may have stopped already, but still. Actual rain, that was.
In other goshworthy news, I believe we have settled terms on the bike. I haven't owned a bike for forty years. As witness, my last had three gears. This one I think has twenty-one, and I shall have no idea how to use them. But still: whee!ls.
Now I just need a helmet and lights and a pump and a repair kit and dayglo cycling shorts*, and just see my horizons lift...
*Kidding. M'wife has forbidden dayglo cycling shorts. Or any other colour. Though she is quite keen on the notion of visibility otherwise.
People, it just rained.
Big heavy drops and not many of them and I think it may have stopped already, but still. Actual rain, that was.
In other goshworthy news, I believe we have settled terms on the bike. I haven't owned a bike for forty years. As witness, my last had three gears. This one I think has twenty-one, and I shall have no idea how to use them. But still: whee!ls.
Now I just need a helmet and lights and a pump and a repair kit and dayglo cycling shorts*, and just see my horizons lift...
*Kidding. M'wife has forbidden dayglo cycling shorts. Or any other colour. Though she is quite keen on the notion of visibility otherwise.