Rumble thy bellyful!
January 3, 2012 § 29 Comments
Yesterday I was musing about being buffeted by the windy will of Fate; today it’s a case of being buffeted by the windy will of the wind, full stop.
I hope today’s weather does not presage the general tone for the coming year, though why it should I have no idea. Mood I am in.
I braved it to go to the bank and the supermarket and as I was being tossed in the hurricane and held in general contempt by the computer game mayhem of rain, I thought, just how long will it be before I find another twinkle, even?
It feels like never. I know someone, more of a really nice acquaintance than friend, bit older than me, fifty or so I think, whose husband just fucked off one day. About three or four years ago. No warning. She was devastated, naturally. I heard a while back that she was with someone I know vaguely, an eligible bachelor. And a few days ago, I heard they were getting married.
So, it’s one of those days. The wind and rain like a Shakespearean omen; then a heart-warming story of hope which makes me feel if there’s anyone up there, maybe He has my turn up his sleeve?
Or, maybe the world doesn’t work like that and for some it is all ravens and Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! Spout, rain!
Nothing for it but to wait and see…