Sunday, December 28, 2014

Cold Wet Rain

This is what you call, a Cold Wet Rain. The pedant might suggest in that truly aggravating way that wet might not be necessary. Rain, he might argue is wet by its nature. Well, I'm here to tell him that this is "A Cold Wet Rain." It's not a Welcome Rain, it's not a Nice Rain, and it's far too early for it to be a Potato Rain.

And if the pedant still doesn't like the word wet in his description of rain, I suggest he gets into his milk cart and delivers bottles of milk in a rain like this. He'll find his fingers getting cold, his clothes and his warm wooly socks will get wet. And if he doesn't understand a Cold Wet Rain when he gets back to his milk yard, then there's something very seriously wrong with him.

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