Thunder clatter

There are vital things to tell you about Malarky reviews and what have you, but much more vitally at this late weathering hour I heard two reports today from Vancouver that I had missed a clap of thunder.

I consider it class that both parties who let me know were aware that I was not bearing witness to it and bore witness in my absence. In another coincidence both their names begin with the letter J.

At the time I was missing the clap of West coast YVR thunder, I was in the West here and amid the patchy Mayo weather perks. The breeze and those 5 raindrops on my reading glasses which I forgot to remove when I went for a short run. See how the weather provides. Three drops and I realized I still have my reading glasses on.

We worked in the bog on Saturday and there was a bit of patchy drizzle, but mostly a lifting wind gave towards the end of the day. Your hair is always blown forwards. Always lovely to be out there amidst the sods and reckles.