Can’t stop the rain from fallin’
I HAVE a little confession to make. I don’t really like rain.
I know that it is desperately needed as so much of the state is in the grip of a drought.
I also know that until last week, Airlie Beach had had little rain for the past three months.
And, I know just how much it was needed to extinguish bushfires burning in the region.
For all those reasons, I welcomed the rain as it started to fall last week.
I smiled as the heavens finally opened. I knew how much this was needed.
And I did relish the slightly cooler weather it brought with it.
However, when it continued very heavily throughout the whole weekend and into the start of this week, I got a bit over it.
Seriously, the 230.2mm Hamilton Island officially recorded between Wednesday and yesterday morning, and the 237.6mm at Proserpine airport is just a bit out of control.
And there is more coming. I had a three-day weekend last week and practically spent the whole time hibernating.
I did venture out to lunch briefly with a friend on Saturday, but the rest of the time I was at home.
On the upside, it did give me time to sit down and read a whole book.
I just hate getting wet. Or, more precisely, I hate my clothes getting wet. And then having to sit in them for a few hours.
If I’m still dry, then the rain is fine... well, to a degree anyway.
But the sort of rain we had over the weekend – well there was no staying dry in those downpours.
I admit I did have a chuckle to myself about how much of a Victorian I had turned into after spending the first six months of the year back in Victoria where they don’t really do rain.
It was not all that long ago – last build-up actually – that I lived in Darwin.
Up there, at that time of year, I loved the rain. Anything to break the incessant humidity.
But then, it only rained for an hour or so and then stopped. I am perfectly fine with that.
And only five years ago, while living in Ireland and England during winter, I faced the rain front-on.
I learned very early on that if you didn’t leave your house because it was raining there, then you would never leave.
I also learned that an umbrella really didn’t cut it.
It started with the purchase of waterproof shoes – because I really hated having wet shoes for days.
Then I progressed to a waterproof jacket.
Take that rain!
But it was still not enough. The final piece in my ensemble was a pair of waterproof pants.
Dressed in all of these, I was ready to take on the world.
I still have that jacket. It’s a bit warm for the rainy weather up here though.
Now that I live in North Queensland, and we are going back into the wet season, I think I probably have to learn to embrace the rain again.
RAIN, RAIN GO AWAY: Journalist Monique Preston is not a fan of the rain.