Wake up on a glorious summer day and decide that it is a good day to do the washing.

A few hours on the wind is howling and although i am pretty sure the washing is dry i cannot find it anywhere.

Still later grumbling to myself with huge raindrops falling on my back while i scrabble around the back garden picking the washing up out of the muddy puddles.

And then, would you believe it, as i am putting the now muddy washing back into the machine to try again tomorrow the blessed sun comes out again.

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You have to love this town we live in.  

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