You know what’s irksome? The rain is irksome. Normally I don’t mind it. When we moved here we knew we were moving to a damp part of Tasmania. It hasn’t worried me that much in the past. There have been several wet winters where the front garden was waterlogged and the driveway so muddy that even going to the letterbox was an adventure. There have been winters when the house was so damp that the front door stuck shut and we had to prise it open with a screwdriver. I was more careful after one memorable time when I gave it a good yank to open it and a pane of glass shattered, that was irksome too. There have been many occasions when it was impossible to get washing dry and the same sheets hung on the line for days because there was nowhere to hang them indoors.
We coped with all of that. We bought a dryer, We fixed the damp problem and I wore Wellington boots anytime I went outside. I don’t often complain about the climate because after all the main reason for moving to Tasmania was to get away from the increasingly hot, dry summers in South Australia.
However, I have never experienced a wet spell that went on unceasingly until November. Am I annoyed? Yes, I jolly well am. Some mornings, like today, I wake up and see blue sky out the bedroom window but by breakfast time the rain is back, not just a drizzle but a downpour. I can’t take Cindy outside to play ball with her and even if it isn’t raining she gets covered in mud. Jason and Brodie my garden guys are constantly behind with their mowing. I bet they are irked as well. I can’t walk into town to buy a few groceries for fear of getting soaked on the way. It’s a half hour walk in each direction. It’s irksome to have to take the bus to Huonville and, because of the timetable, spend three hours on an errand I could have done in a bit over an hour on foot. Bus timetables in the country can be irksome at times. I cope by having groceries delivered and keeping a well stocked freezer but I can’t spontaneously decided to make something if I don’t have the ingredients.
We have a Test Match starting on Saturday, the only kind of international cricket that finishes early enough for me to get home on the bus. South Africa haven’t played cricket in Hobart for several years and now there is a distinct possibility it could be rained out. That would be really irksome and I bet the players would agree with that too. It’s only a three match series.
The most irksome thing of all is how difficult it is to get out and take photos for this blog. It is one of the things I really enjoy doing and although I have a lot of photos in my archives I don’t want to be reusing photos all the time. I don’t mind taking photos in a drizzle but what we have been getting is not drizzle and you need some sun somewhere to get a rainbow.