Rain, rain come again...
My sister comes to Norfolk for her holiday tomorrow. As always, the rain has come too.
It is a family joke that this happens every time her holiday begins.
After a number of weeks without any rain at all, and with brilliant sunshine for the last two weeks, it is most welcome.
The Book of Common Prayer 1662 contains that most religiously-unpolitically thing, a prayer for rain. As if God would be interested in, or bother to exercise His control over creation in such a way.
Well, I think he would and does, so thank God for this rain.
