This morning is sunny again, there was not so much rain after all. A knot of three good friends stand up against the shop window to discuss the problem of rain. Because it won’t come.
The rain, it’s shy this year.
It is, Mavis, why don’t you get out there, get it organised.
I’ve got a garden show this morning, after that, it can come, blast it. Needs to wait off till two. Then I’ll allow it.
Well, well then, hope it obliges. You’re a card! That’s what I say!
You don’t anything, Hank!
Then they all shrieked with laughter, picked up their bags and stepped carefully onward to the next part of their day: the information centre, Woolworths, an autumn garden show.
