Fooled

I foolishly thought I could catch a break in the rain and cloud to hang out some washing to dry in ultra-fast time with the help of the vigorous wind. But, as you might guess, it wasn't long before the skies let forth an almighty downpour again. Oh well, you can't win them all.

I'm wishing my legs could do such energetic moves as the trousers do as they hang like alive things on the line.