More about the rain

For those of you who don't live in sub-tropical areas, we have different rain. We have rain that comes down in great sheets of water. The storm water drains, usually dusty and empty, become roaring torrents that rush by in a swirling mass. The sound of the rain on corrogated iron roof is loud enough to wake you up and then drown out any conversation. Ordinary umbrellas don't stand a chance. Traffic, suddenly confused by the wet roads and nil visibility, slows to a crawl. Buses, with their airconditioning usually struggling to keep the temperature within reason, become like giant industrial freezers. The dog, terrified of thunder, will be trying to climb on to your knee and hide herself from the scary thunder-Gods. The cat will drag his sorry, soaking-wet, arse inside and hide himself under the couch. The other cat will have been creeping up and down the hallway for the last four hours - trying to hypnotise herself into not being afraid.