M had hung the laundry up and gone out with the kids this morning. I was staring at my computer screen when I heard the screech of my neighbour's washing line. I glanced up, saw the rain starting to drizzle down and lept out of my chair.
Given how hard (and frequently) it's been raining here this summer, I did pretty well; I mean I had to dash 1/2 way down the length of the house, down the stairs and across the whole ground floor, and down the back stairs - before I flung myself at the line grabbing 3/4 dry clothes left and right.
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