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.
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Yay for green-making rain!
There was so much of the stuff here last night that we thought we were going to get washed away as we drove home through the storm.
I can't believe it's STILL raining. How does that work? Have I inadvertently moved to the UK?
It's probably the next ten years' worth accidentally delivered all at once.
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