So I'm sitting here. Typing. Listening to the rain and the not-so soft plink of water dripping from the light fitting in the sitting room into a bowl I think will overflow when I go to bed. The cat is fascinated.
Between this and the fact I think my car is dying too, I think I'm going to need a bigger overdraft. And a second job.
Drat it all.
It never rains, but it pours... through the roof!
December 12th, 2011