Thursday, August 18, 2022
Yesterday at work went fine. I found plenty to do, putting the library back in order, but I had to wait to tackle many tasks because a series of training sessions for new teachers was going on right beside my desk. I couldn't very well bang around with book carts or noisily unload boxes. I did manage to get my computer up and running, at least.
At lunch I went and picked up the rescued slides I'd had scanned. They came out great, so that will be a blog post soon.
The real excitement came during my walk home at around 3 p.m. It was raining when I left school, but it was manageable rain. I had an umbrella. I could handle it.
As I neared our flat, it began coming down harder. The gutters were running like rivers and drops were pounding the pavement. I was getting soaked despite my umbrella. I couldn't seem to step anywhere that didn't involve putting my foot into at least an inch of water.
Finally, outside our front door, it looked like this:
Crazy rain! Insane rain!
You'll notice the picture and sound both suffer in that video -- that's because my phone got drenched. (It's fine, though.)
Look how pounded-down our poor petunia was! It hasn't recovered yet. But hey -- don't get me wrong. I was thrilled, and the earth in our garden seemed to soak it all up readily. We didn't have a bit of standing water afterwards. (Unlike some parts of London, which experienced flooding -- some pretty interesting video at that link.)