I Hear Thunder!!!

I hear thunder,
I hear thunder,
Hark don't you?
Hark don't you?
Pitter patter raindrops,
Pitter patter raindrops,
I'm soaked through,
So are you!

Asides from being the subject of a song I used to sing as a child, thunderstorms are amazing. I love being out in them, or sitting inside curled up all cosy and safe listening to the rain pound on the window pane and the deep rumble of the thunder. Ooo, and thunderstorms when you're in a tent are awesome fun. I just think they're so powerful. Actually, weather in general is a very powerful thing. And people say the British are odd for always talking about the weather!!!

Talking of being stereotypically British, I am a little upset that there is no milk in my house. What am I going to do in the morning when I need my morning fix of PG Tips!!!

As well as having a moment of being British, I am also having a moment of confusion. Moments of confusion, lets face it, are not far apart if you're me. But I am listening to planes flying over my house. But that's totally normal I hear you say (least, if you know where I live...) what with living right near Heathrow Airport... But it's late. There's not meant to be planes. They're all meant to be sleeping in their hangers getting ready for another day of flying in the skies... Slight tangent... But... Anyone remember (or at least heard of) Budgie the Helicopter? That, was an awesome kids show back in the day. And those planes and helicopters used to go sleep in the hanger... So... kids t.v. being accurate (which of course it is don't you know), the planes should be sleeping in their hangers. So there!

Only I could go from thunderstorms to sleepy planes in such a smooth swoop...

But hey, I wouldn't be me if I didn't go off at random tangents.

Always look on the bright side of life!!!

Much love.