I must remember an umbrella tomorrow
Jul. 30th, 2013 01:21 amAm I being too abstruse if I refer to "mad dogs and Englishmen"?
The weather alternates between heavy showers and sunshine, with a middle ground of lots of cloud. I almost got caught in one of the showers: I was on my way home, and had paused to buy some food in a shop next to the railway station, when the clouds opened with a sound that, I swear, was just like ripping fabric, and the rain came boiling down. It rattled as it hit the pavement. It came up in smoke from where it was landing on nearby roofs. It was hugely dramatic. Young men who had been making a short journey in shirtsleeves were giving wet shirt demonstrations by the time they reached cover.
I waited till it had stopped before I walked home.
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“There are degrees of danger,” Irene said. “There’s immediate peril of death, which is one thing, and then there’s immediate peril of a fate worse than death, which is something else, and then there’s potential peril of death, worse than death, or less than death, which is handled on a case-by-case basis and subject to balanced risk management. I’d rather talk than do something irretrievable. Do you feel the same way?”
“You’re one of the Librarians.” Lady Guantes put the same delicate disgust into the word that someone else might have used for mercenaries, plumbers, or mad dogs and Englishmen. “Letting you do so much as talk is dangerous.”
The weather alternates between heavy showers and sunshine, with a middle ground of lots of cloud. I almost got caught in one of the showers: I was on my way home, and had paused to buy some food in a shop next to the railway station, when the clouds opened with a sound that, I swear, was just like ripping fabric, and the rain came boiling down. It rattled as it hit the pavement. It came up in smoke from where it was landing on nearby roofs. It was hugely dramatic. Young men who had been making a short journey in shirtsleeves were giving wet shirt demonstrations by the time they reached cover.
I waited till it had stopped before I walked home.
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“There are degrees of danger,” Irene said. “There’s immediate peril of death, which is one thing, and then there’s immediate peril of a fate worse than death, which is something else, and then there’s potential peril of death, worse than death, or less than death, which is handled on a case-by-case basis and subject to balanced risk management. I’d rather talk than do something irretrievable. Do you feel the same way?”
“You’re one of the Librarians.” Lady Guantes put the same delicate disgust into the word that someone else might have used for mercenaries, plumbers, or mad dogs and Englishmen. “Letting you do so much as talk is dangerous.”
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Date: 2013-07-30 12:24 am (UTC)Not at all. :)
I've been in rainstorm-downpours like that. One second it's fine; the next you're looking for the nearest boat because here come the floods! D:
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Date: 2013-07-30 09:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-30 02:28 am (UTC)Congrats on avoiding the downpour!
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Date: 2013-07-30 09:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-30 02:56 am (UTC)Our rain was doing the downpour/ boil off the roofs thing on Saturday too. Dramatic, yes, but much too frequent of late.
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Date: 2013-07-30 09:10 am (UTC)There was apparently flooding in another West Yorkshire town - not a close one, though. I doubt it'll get that much here. We'll probably be back to complaints about the heat in a few days.
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Date: 2013-07-30 07:29 am (UTC)I would think the 'mad dogs and Englishmen' thing is well known to anyone fluent. :)
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Date: 2013-07-30 09:12 am (UTC)