Weightlifting

Yesterday’s Irish Times reported that the weather was expected to provide a little respite to flooded areas this weekend, saying:

“Met Eireann last night said there should be little rain between today and Monday”, and that “tomorrow (i.e., today) will be bright and cold with occasional scattered showers.”

Yesterday evening we had a massive thunderstorm and torrential rain, and it has not stopped raining today since I woke up, ten hours ago.

I sometimes wonder why I bother trying to think up jokes for this blog, when I know in my heart that I’ll never match the comic genius of the Boys From The Met.

Anyway, the reason I’m mentioning the weather is not, for once, because I’ve nothing else to say. It’s because ten days ago we ordered a skip to get rid of some old furniture and a load of other accumulated crap that I’m convinced people creep in at night and leave in our house. Some sort of anti-burglars, perhaps. 

We ordered the skip for four days but, as often seems to happen, they have been in no hurry to collect it, so it has been outside, not just during this weekend, but during all of last week as well, and, while we certainly haven’t been as badly affected as some of the rest of the country, we have had a lot of rain.

I reckon the skip must be about 40% full of water at this stage.

I just hope I’m here when the truck comes and tries to lift it.