I offer this shot not for its quality but because it reflects the “summer” we are having in England this year! The conclusion to one of my very favourite plays seems a fitting quote. Obviously written by an Englishman. 😉
When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.But when I came to man’s estate,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
‘Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
For the rain it raineth every day.But when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain it raineth every day.But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain it raineth every day.A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
But that’s all one, our play is done,
And we’ll strive to please you every day.
William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night, V.i
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Lovely capture! And one of my favourite songs from Shakespeare. The man in the pic could be a modern day Feste. He’s certainly pleased me today 🙂
Thanks, Wendy. I will tell him. He is my son 😉
I like this one, not sure I would have liked being the recipient of the splash though!
So many of the roads here were flooded today, travelling to my physio in Chertsey there were at least 6 roads blocked by quite deep water, a few of the smaller cars had to turn around in the road!
And there are already potholes beginning to form on the ridiculously bush league ‘new’ surfacing of Oatlands Ave.
I know too well about them, I found at least one of them today!
Alas ( did I say alas!! ) I will be leaving the rain behind and flying off to Sorrento tomorrow.. I’m trying not to gloat but failing miserably…. the photograph is great.. never mind the quality the graininess is perfect ofr an action shot like this.
Good for you! One of the best destinations I know. I look forward to the images on your return.
Ha, I’ve been in that unfortunate pedestrian’s position more than once! Just last weekend, in fact, striding through the rice paddies on very narrow lanes riddled with puddles, more than once I had to lower the hiking umbrella as a car approaches, and cup it, shield-like, over the camera hanging off my shoulder. What a gallant figure I made.
That is the definition of an English summer. Put a wooly hat on the fella and it’s even more accurate. I was freezing on my walk into work this morning!
Great timing!