This morning I awoke at 01:30 to the most blinding flash of light, followed by probably the loudest clap of thunder I've ever heard. Dog sleeps on the landing and I was a little concerned that she'd be freaking out. Certainly every other dog I've had would have done. I left the room and there she was completely sparked out and unconcerned.
The flashes continued, literally one every 5 seconds, with thunder rattling around the valley I live in.
Now I love a thunder storm and so I popped on some shoes and wandered out into the back garden to take it in. It was literally incredible. You couldn't really see the lightening because there was cloud cover and it wasn't breaking through that (though I see in the local news today that a number of houses were hit). Dog came out with me and just sniffed around and drank some rain water - I have to say it's great to have a pet that doesn't care about storms and fireworks.
It was stunning though it really looked like one of those scenes from a film where the aliens were landing...
Maybe there were and the news will be quite different tomorrow. With all that's going on in the world right now it really wouldn't surprise me.
Took dog out for a walk this morning, there was a distinct absence of other dog owners. Which leads me to believe they'd been up all night calming terrified pooches. Been there!
Anyway, final comment on this is that I believe it's my fault. I went out and watered my new plants yesterday and so it was inevitable we'd have heavy rain.
Son has to do race for life today at school. He started his attack about me being the worst parent in the world for making him do it last night. I explained that he was going to do it and I wasn't going to tolerate moaning in the morning. He started the morning with an immediate moan and when I said I wasn't shifting he swore at me (I can't be a hypocrite - I swear all the time). But I decided I just wasn't going to even bother with it. So I took myself back to bed and left him to get ready.
Once I heard the minibus pick him up I sent him a text saying 'I love you'. No response yet. I suspect because the only response back would be 'Well I hate you'. Hey ho. Can't wait until we don't have these school related stresses. I just don't need them on top of everything else.
Turns out son didn't hate me, but that's thanks to his friends. We're not a sporty family - well husband is, but the rest of us are not.
Son came last in the race for life (as I would have done). As it was just his sporty friends that did the run they competitively ran the race and were waiting for son. Realising he was struggling they sprinted back 1K - so they could support him. They helped him stay in the game and stayed with him so he wouldn't run over the line alone.
What absolute super stars. Now that's what I call friends. So basically they turned what would have been a major negative into a positive. Probably something he'll remember positively for the rest of his life.
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