It’s November. Springtime. We shouldn’t be getting days of 40-odd degrees just yet, like we did on Thursday (save those for February, please), nor should we be getting days of 16-odd degrees and annoying rain. Especially on the weekend. And yet…
This is not what I was promised.
With Mrs 6000 away this weekend on a much-deserved chill out with her friends, and the kids working hard on a Scouts project, I walked the dog and then thought that I could get some of those painting jobs done today. Only one issue: they’re outside painting jobs. And it’s 16-odd degrees with annoying rain. On a weekend.
There’s no footy on until the mighty Malta clash with Andorra, live on SuperSport at 4pm (well, I have the choice of that or San Marino v Gibraltar), and who could resist the pull of that high intensity international football with that great stadium atmosphere?
Certainly not me, and so I’m plugging the gap by writing blog posts (well, one) and watching Taskmaster and Only Connect videos on Youtube. It feels a bit wrong, because all those outside painting jobs are hanging over until tomorrow, BUT THAT’S NOT MY FAULT!
Actually, looking outside, it does seem to have brightened up a bit. But I’m quite happy here with my videos and my coffee now.
The rain did eventually stop yesterday. 102mm later.
We went out as things were beginning to let up a little and walked by some roaring water. The camera came along, because it always does, and you never really know what you’re going to get with the weird light that follows a day full of cloud and gloom, together with a hint of golden hour hanging around.
Monochrome (or close to it) was certainly still the order of the day though. Whether it was the angry water in the canalised Liesbeek River:
Or the dangerously slippery footbridge going over it.
I mentioned that today was going to be damp, and so it has proved.
The kids’ school postponed their annual Spring Fair because the weather was forecast to be awful, and it’s a good job they did. It’s been raining for about 12 hours now, it’s still raining, and we’re already approaching an incredible 100mm. The pool is overcapacity, the gutters overflowing, the drains overwhelmed and the beagle is, well… overall… actually rather unimpressed. It even refused to go out for a wee this morning, wandering up to the window before turning back to me with a look that very clearly said:
“Nooit, may bru. Are you jas?”
The beagle has been learning facial colloquial Afrikaans for a while now.
After a slow start, the catchment areas for the city water supply are now catching up a bit. Dwarsberg is up to about 70mm for the day, including almost 20mm in the last hour alone. It’s a nice little pre-summer top-up for the dams.
I’m due to go out to a farm near Montagu on a job next week, and I’m hoping that they’ve managed to get a bit of rain out there as well. It’s been dry and that’s not good for farming. (Neither is it good for me, by the way: that dust gets everywhere. Everywhere.)
I’m fairly convinced that today has been the wettest day of the year by some distance (in my garden at least). But I’d like things to brighten up for the weekend*, and then can we get into a bit more of a summery vibe, please?