Sploosh!

Bladdy ell! That was a bit of a downpour. Here was me, all umbrellaless, so I was. Gagh. In half a minute the jeans were sodden. I should have gone into a bar. There's a lesson.
Earlier I'd been out at the Harbour Seccy's gaff somewhere beyond the bypass. People have been sneaking boats into our yard, y'see, so we went through our various lists and emails and photos. Still two unidentified. It keeps me out of mischief. Until the evening, anyway.