I was going to be incisive and insightful today, but I gave up on that. Too much rain. You know, I don't think that I've ever actually seen so much rain - it's been raining since I got up this morning. A solid, constant...more than a drizzle, a bit heavier than a shower...a solid, constant downpour. The back garden looks absolutely sodden, and I'm sure that a group of ill-at-ease businessmen just came floating down the street in a team-building exercise. With all those speed bumps it makes for a lovely set of rapids.
I never thought that sitting at home all day could be so exciting though - I've been following things on twitter - mostly David Cameron using words that Middle England are going to find naughty even if he doesn't, and everyone thinks they're Middle England, even if they're not. I had a bath earlier, I finished off last week's copy of Autocar magazine, I started watching the West Wing for a third time through (oh, how I love them all. Except that stupid Mandy. Oh, how I hate Mandy), and now I just found out that Michael Schumacher is returning to Formula 1! You've no idea how excited this makes me.
Of course, what this does prove is that sitting at home all day isn't that exciting after all - Schumi has been doing it since 2006 and clearly he's got bored. I need to find myself a seat in a racing car somewhere, that'll sort things out...
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