Wet wet wet...

My daughter's away on a Scout Camp this weekend.  Not just any Scout Camp, but a selection camp to choose the lucky 27 Scouts who will be reperesenting South East London next year in Skåne, Sweden (my favourite part of Sweden, primarily because of Henning Mankell and Wallander).  Now, I'm not sure if it has anything to do with her, but every time she goes on a Scout Camp...it rains.  We thought the hoodoo might have been broken, as yesterday was, not quite glorious, but compared to the weather we've been having lately, positively tropical.  True, we had a spit of rain, but nothing to write home about, and definitely nothing which would threaten the whole weekend.  But this morning...we woke to torrential rain...and it doesn't seem to be wanting to give up...still, it could be worse.  A few weeks back we looked at the long-range forecast for this weekend, and we were supposedly having HEAVY SNOW!  Glad that one went away...

To make matters worse, our car is playing up a bit, and I'm a bit worried that my husband won't be able to get to the campsite today to pick her up (what, you were thinking I was going to do it??!  Hah!)...the car's been working quite well for the past couple of months, but yesterday it had a hiccup on Hubby's return from the campsite.  Urgh.  Oh well.  We'll see what happens.  She'll be cold and wet, but I'm sure she'll have had a great time.  We'll find out by the 8th of March - I'll keep you posted.

In other news, Hubby and I spent quite a bit of time yesterday tidying up our Garden Studio (photos are here somewhere of a sign which says "Leisure Centre" - that's the Garden Studio), getting all the toys and crud out of it, so it will become a proper studio for me, and a hang-out for us girls (daughter and myself) away from the Testosterone City that is our house.  I'm quite excited about it all!

Crochet class tomorrow night - we're out of printer ink, so unlike last week, when I had take-home sheets for my class (hence there being no printer ink...) I'll be doing stuff out of my head.  I'm sure I'll be fine.

Oh - and Hubby has a phone-interview tomorrow for a 3-month contract!  Prayers please, we need this job!

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1. You live in England - of course it rained.
2. If that's not the reason, you owe it to Australia to return. You realise we've been in drought forever right?

[Hats Outrageous!]

But it doesn't ALWAYS rain! It used to when we first moved over here, we noticed we'd get a shower of rain every day. But then...the weather started changing...we had a drought the first summer we were over here...I know, sounds laughable, but it's true. We went out for a drive in the Kent countryside and it *smelled* like Australia...everything was brown. It wasn't right.

Anyway, it's snowed a lot more than rained this winter. Things are changing, weather-wise. It's different nowadays, more Sydney-like (apart from the snow). I'm expecting, instead of the week of summer we normally get somewhere in May or June we might actually get a few good weeks in August when the kids are off on hols. Doesn't matter for the older 2, they're going to be in Austria (not Australia!!) with Scouts - but the rest of us might like a bit of sun...