We have had a couple of bucket loads of rain recently and Wet play duty in Australia is not fun. The clever playground designers have made a playground which gives a 95% chance of a fractured skull if anything more than a drizzle descends. The picture below is supposed to capture another downpour but fails miserably to do so. I've put it in nevertheless as it reflects the morning routine as we sit ourselves by the big window at the side of David and Michelle's house and enjoy the view. It's harder to do on wet days though as I think British children are somehow able to cope( for some reason) with wet weather days than their Australian counterparts. So on days like this you know it's going to be a tough one.
So you get back home, start to wind down and look back out of the window. Now when David and Michelle first came over we shared with them how lovely it was to walk to the end of the drive and watch the ships go down Southampton water. I'm not sure how impressed they were by this concept but the answer is probably "not very" when they get evenings like this over here. I suppose we ought to save "exciting" sunset shots until we get to Uluru (That's Ayers Rock for the non PC amongst you) though.
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