According to the weather forecast the rest of the week will be better with rising temperatures and less rain. Whoopee. However, I must admit (and don't hit me over the head) that I have enjoyed to some degree, all this rain. I said please don't hit me! Yes, I know it's been WET, thousands of people have been flooded and many won't be able to move back into their homes for several months. It's truly an awful situation and we wouldn't wish it on anybody. We're so grateful in London, that we've escaped the worst of it. But we have had many a downpour and in some ways, I've really appreciated it. Yes, we'd like some sun....lots of warm sun; after all, it is summer. But hasn't the air been nice and clear? Hasn't it been fresh, invigorating and comfortable to work in? Don't the trees and foliage look healthy? Aren't the smells of flowers and leaves so strong and refreshing? I have to admit, I function far better in this fresh air that's not humid, not clammy or sticky, that has been cleaned of pollution by lots of rain.
While so many people are working their socks off to clear away flooding and get back to normal, I'm embarrassed to say that I have not suffered. The situation has been terrible for so many and anyone escaping flooded homes is bound to feel extremely lucky if all they got was a soaking by forgetting to take an umbrella.
My only sufferance is the demise of my mobile phone. It was in my motorcycle jacket pocket when the heaviest of downpours sheeted down from the heavens and I got a proper soaking.....and having failed to close the flap on my pocket, my Sony camera-phone ended up swimming in its own pool of water. I managed to dry it out in front of a convector heater, but the rain had done its worst and the poor thing hasn't functioned properly since and I'm told it's irreparable. It's now dead and I'm in mourning.
So in desperation of receiving important texts last night, I dug out the oldest phone anyone can possibly have hung onto, my Ericsson T28s from 1999. Surprise, surprise, when I inserted the Sim card and charged it up, it still worked. And you know, it's the strangest feeling, using a phone that's so old. I heard our new Prime Minister, Gordon Brown being described as 'charisma free'. Well this old Ericsson 28s is pretty well 'feature free'. No camera, no video, no mp3, no colour, not even T9 predictive texting. It just makes calls really clearly. I can just about manage to send a text which is rather an ordeal, but I guess I'll get used to it. Two little features it does have thankfully are a stopwatch and timer. Now these I AM grateful for, as I use both when I'm doing the exercises in 'Train Your Brain - 60 Days to a better brain or your money back', by Dr Kawashima. And I doooo need a better brain.
You are probably wondering why don't I just go out and buy a new phone. Well I guess I could, but my Sony was out of warranty and as I am on a special rate with Orange, I need to buy my handset outright. Which of course I could. But to be honest I'm reluctant to do so......because I'm rather taken with this old phone. I like it. This phone is so 'out' it's 'in'. And its lack of features is rather fun. It has classic Scandinavian styling, robust construction, it's easy to use, has fantastic reception, and is slim for the pocket despite it's characterful antennae. Retro, yet it's the Real McCoy. To be honest I'm rather pleased with it! :-)
So thank you 'rain' for making me dig out my old friend. But now, let's have some sun please!! We'd like to have a bit of summer now!