Wet stuff lying round on the ground, we calls them puddles. Water spilling over the spill way making that Molongolo River go. The trees and grass are green G-R-E-E-N. Green.
The Noodle says, 'it's just un-Australian'.
This being the fellow who did not own a raincoat until he was six.
Rain, I tells you, rain.
No dancing Katherine Hepburn, though. Not that I've seen.