As I was woken up during the night by yet another downpour, and that rain is still falling as I sit at my computer, I got to thinking about rain.
No surprise there, as anyone who has ever read this blog will tell you, I write a lot about rain. A lot. Having to walk a dog in all weathers, and with outbuildings liable to flood when ground water gets to too high a level, I can assure you that rain matters a great deal to me.
But what about before? Before I retired, and had time to resent the rain spoiling my free time, restricting my movements, and making my daily dog walks miserable.
I didn’t even own an umbrella until 2001.
That was the year I started working for the Metropolitan Police in London, and could no longer drive to work.
I had to either get a bus, or walk for almost thirty minutes to my new place of employment.
That meant being out in the weather dressed quite smartly, and then having to work a long shift with no facility to change wet clothes. I suddenly realised that you could get very wet in just thirty minutes.
I started by buying a weatherproof coat. That offered some protection, but my trousers and shoes still got soaked of course. I wasn’t too bothered about my head, as I had little hair to worry about, and what was there was cropped very short.
But by December of that year, I decided I definitely needed an umbrella, if I wasn’t going to spend the first period of my shift trying to dry out, sitting in damp clothes.
Remembering the old adage ‘You get what you pay for’, the John Lewis department store was my umbrella shop of choice. Not for me one of those over-sized and ubiquitous golfing umbrellas, which are totally impractical on the crowded streets of Central London. No, I had need of a classic ‘brolly’, a Gentleman’s Umbrella. Black of course, with a wooden handle, and a traditional slide and catch. The ‘automatic’ variety did not appeal at all.
I paid extra for one that was ‘guaranteed windproof’. The wind can be fierce along the streets of that city, especially in between high-sided buildings.
It was just what I needed, and kept me dry for the next eleven years, never letting me down, and never once blowing inside out in high winds.
I still have it now, and it is as good as it always was, exactly eighteen years later.
I think I am going to need it today.
I can never seem to manage an umbrella-I always am prone to have my hands full of something. Flooding is a mess though. I finished you r Russian series and loved it -I think you did your usual excellent work. I am impressed with your ability, under all circumstances. The series was educational and held my interest too. The work you put in it showed up. For some reason, I couldn’t “like” it on the computer-of course, it is raining here! Truth! haha! best wishes, still your fan. Michele
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Thanks for reading all of Russian Sector, Michele. It was my first try at historical fiction, so I was very pleased with the response. My latest serial is set in America, so I am taking a chance, as I have never been there.
Best wishes as always, Pete. x
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When you publish and “get rich”-come on over! haha! I admire how you can write in such a broad spectrum.
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Whom do you tell about rain, Pete! The last two weeks we got it too, darkness included. MIchael
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I have to keep writing about rain, or I think I would go insane. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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No problem Pete! Nice to hear about British weather too. Here its not better. Btw: The Berlin Story was great. With your new story i will start this evening. Thank you in advance! Michael
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Here in Mumbai, India where I stay, it rains for almost 5-6 months in a year. This year it went to 7 months. I enjoy the initial rain when it starts in June but then flood starts everywhere and it becomes very difficult to commute. Rain is beautiful, when you are indoors 😄😄😄😄
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Thanks, Smita. I can’t really imagine having that annual monsoon season. But we certainly get enough rain in the UK, more than we could ever need. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Never had a brolly, even in my suit and tie days, mind you I used to get a lot of parking tickets back then 🙂
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I was 49 when I got my first one. But I never looked back. 🙂
Cheers, Pete.
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Stay dry with that good umbrella, Pete. I hope the rain lets up for the weekend.
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It stopped today, but forecast for tomorrow. 😦
Best wishes, Pete.
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Oh no! Still, it must be far better than living in the city. I sound old. 🙂
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Ah, a less ranting rain post Pete!
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More about the nostalgia of when I hardly noticed the rain, Sue. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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😊
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All the back roads get flooded in not-so-sunny Suffolk, and some drivers get a perverse pleasure from soaking pedestrians as I’ve often found out to my cost.
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On the rare occasions I drive these days, I do my best to avoid puddles close to pedestrians. Mind you, there are not that many proper footpaths around here, so that can be difficult.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Yes, pavements are in short supply here too.
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This was a good post but I don’t understand why you couldn’t drive to work when you started with the London Police.
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No parking available, Herb. I worked close to Trafalgar Square, right in the very centre of the tourist areas, and close to lots of galleries and famous buildings. Most police stations were built in Victorian times, and had no staff car parks. Parking on the street was hardly ever available, and would have cost around £12 an hour on meters. That would have been a total of £144 for a 12-hour shift. 🙂
I could sometimes drive in on Sundays, when there was no parking charge, but spaces were at a premium, and if I couldn’t find one, I had to turn around and go home, then get the bus.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I cget it now. Thanks for taking the time to explain it.
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A pleasure, Herb.
Best wishes, Pete.
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you’ve got a very reliable umbrella, Pete! i lost count of umbrellas i have broken here in chicago, the windy city. 🙂
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My ‘windproof’ umbrella would be a big hit there. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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What a sturdy umbrella, eighteen years is a long time. For three consecutive years now, I get an umbrella from our Mayor’s office along with some groceries during my birthday. I have so many umbrellas now with Nissa adding to them almost every year from their office.
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At least you have plenty of spares, Arlene. 🙂
I have only ever needed just that one for a long time now.
Best wishes, Pete.
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It always rains in your area so maybe you really need a sturdy umbrella☔🌧
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See if you can give away my rain too. Warmest regards, Theo
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It’s free! They just have to take it. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Many thanks, I left a message. 🙂
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It is a wonder we don’t have webbed feet…
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You mean you don’t? 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Not yet, but I will if it don’t stop soon…
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I could do with that polar bear’s waterproof fur, GP. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Walk in the rain makes me wax nostalgic…..chuq
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Can’t say that ever works for me, chuq. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I get lost in my thoughts while walking MoMo…..chuq
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Umbrellas and I don’t get on so well. I have several, usually forget to take one with me when I go out and if I do take one, I usually leave it behind somewhere!
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Yes, you do have to keep an eye on them in busy places. But on dog walks, they never get left behind because they are always up! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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That’s true 🙂
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I just did your Twitter challenge, Mary.
(At least I think I did… 🙂 )
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No Mary Poppins moments for you, then, Pete 😉 Cheers, Jon.
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I can’t stand that film. It is so ‘NOT LONDON’, and Dick’s accent drives me insane! 🙂 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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No arguments here, Pete; it appeals to children, of course, for obvious reasons, but it’s a bit like growing out of Father Christmas……… [although some resolutely cling to childhood beliefs] 😉
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Now the climate is changing we have more drought and farmers get anxious and when the rain comes it doesn’t know when to stop.
Years ago I delivered milk in the old glass bottles ,driving around in a milk float with little shelter and often in the dark.
Many of the milkman wore fingerless gloves to grip the bottles , and at the end of a round you were cold and soaked.
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I can imagine that being a milky was a pretty awful job. Not one I ever considered, to be honest. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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We are kindred spirits when it comes to the rain Pete! I grew up on the stuff here in Seattle and have had numerous umbrellas of all shapes, sizes, and colors, many of the fold up variety that were almost useless in the wind. I still remember the bus rides downtown, with steamed up windows, trying to find a place for a drippy umbrella. Ah those were the days! 😉
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That’s why I paid double for the ‘windproof’ version. And it actually worked. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I was probably too cheap, so I continually bought new ones! I also tried to get the fold up type to carry in a bag when I didn’t need it.
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I prefer a hood myself, and my winter coat has a great big fur lined one! Good that your brolly has stood the test of time, mine has too as I never use it!
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I have three coats with hoods, but having them up drives me mad. I feel like I am peeping out through a periscope, and I can hear the material rustling against my ears. That’s why I started to use the umbrella again. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Like Fraggle, I prefer a hood. Umbrellas and I just don’t deal well with each other.
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They are a pain on a busy street. But out in the open, they do keep me dry. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I can never get it positioned correctly to prevent myself from getting wet.
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I think buying a high quality umbrella is a good investment, as you have attested. Stay dry today, my friend.
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Thanks, Cindy. When you live ‘underwater’, you have to make sure you have the right equipment. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete. x
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Pete, a very wise purchase…it serves you well…we are having a bout of rain here in Los Angeles – after a 6 month dry spell, so it’s much needed…and since NO ONE walks here, no one gets wet! Oh, not really joking: EVERYONE drives EVERYWHERE here….
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I have heard that, John. Surely someone somewhere must actually be walking? That could be a blog post in itself. Find the LA walkers! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Pete, nothing is close – and we are such a car culture!
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https://www.manrepeller.com/2016/06/walking-in-los-angeles.html 🙂
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Hilarious and so so true!
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(1) “I didn’t even own an umbrella until 2001.” Is it fair to assume A.D. rather than B.C.?
(2) This year, we went through Spring, Summer, and much of Fall without any rain, but we got soaked last week and this week. I know there’s an umbrella around here somewhere. I could have washed the thick dust off of it!
(3) The guy in the CSR Culture Shock Award video clip gets struck by lightning over and over again—and he doesn’t even carry an umbrella!
(4) Did you see Mary Poppins a-shoppin’ at the John Lewis department store?
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You should make the most of living somewhere so dry, David. Beetley would be a terrible shock for you now, I’m sure. 🙂
I try to never think about Mary Poppins at all.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Rainfall Nostalgia
DECEMBER 6, 2019 ~ BEETLEYPETE
As I was woken up during the night by yet another downpour, and that rain is still falling as I sit at my computer, I got to thinking about rain.
No surprise there, as anyone who has ever read this blog will tell you, I write a lot about rain. A lot. Having to walk a dog in all weathers, and with outbuildings liable to flood when ground water gets to too high a level, I can assure you that rain matters a great deal to me.
But what about before? Before I retired, and had time to resent the rain spoiling my free time, restricting my movements, and making my daily dog walks miserable.
I didn’t even own an umbrella until 2001.
That was the year I started working for the Metropolitan Police in London, and could no longer drive to work.
I had to either get a bus, or walk for almost thirty minutes to my new place of employment.
That meant being out in the weather dressed quite smartly, and then having to work a long shift with no facility to change wet clothes. I suddenly realised that you could get very wet in just thirty minutes.
I started by buying a weatherproof coat. That offered some protection, but my trousers and shoes still got soaked of course. I wasn’t too bothered about my head, as I had little hair to worry about, and what was there was cropped very short.
But by December of that year, I decided I definitely needed an umbrella, if I wasn’t going to spend the first period of my shift trying to dry out, sitting in damp clothes.
Remembering the old adage ‘You get what you pay for’, the John Lewis department store was my umbrella shop of choice. Not for me one of those over-sized and ubiquitous golfing umbrellas, which are totally impractical on the crowded streets of Central London. No, I had need of a classic ‘brolly’, a Gentleman’s Umbrella. Black of course, with a wooden handle, and a traditional slide and catch. The ‘automatic’ variety did not appeal at all.
I paid extra for one that was ‘guaranteed windproof’. The wind can be fierce along the streets of that city, especially in between high-sided buildings.
It was just what I needed, and kept me dry for the next eleven years, never letting me down, and never once blowing inside out in high winds.
I still have it now, and it is as good as it always was, exactly eighteen years later.
I think I am going to need it today.
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Michael McDaniel
DECEMBER 6, 2019 AT 3:59 PM
Pete,
Unlike you, I have always loved precipitating weather. I enjoy your straight-up descriptive writing about the everyday habits of your/our life.
Michael
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I think you have just re-posted my post as a comment. 🙂
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I think he need some guidance Pete 🙂
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You know me. Happy to help! 🙂
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Pete,
Unlike you, I have always loved precipitating weather. I enjoy your straight-up descriptive writing about the everyday habits of your/our life.
Michael
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Thanks, Michael.
You can have all my rain with my blessing. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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