Unfortunately it was not raining men, money or magnificent jobs but my golly did it rain this evening.
Perfect timing in fact to soak as many people dashing between work to tube, work to dinner or all of those poor tourists expecting sunshine wandering in search of theatre as possible. It was flood worthy.
There were as always those who are better prepared. And certainly there is a much neglected advantage to those who wear those ridiculously high platform heals. These people were towering above the torrents of rain water. Quite impressive.
However, in the other category of less prepared and pretty soggy, was the rest of London. It would seem that there are people who had been up to see the Queen for one of her Summer Garden Parties. And I am sure when they left their homes, the make up was perfect, the summer dress not see through and their hair in a slightly more immaculate state! Goodness that must have been properly grim.
Then there were the cyclists – must be hairy without special tires, those commutors who couldn’t get down the tube becasuse it had flooded (brilliant!) and any number of optimistic poms who thought that summer in this country lasts more than 2 weeks.
Fools!
