It's my fault...

On Monday I worked in two separate places, drove from one to the other in the rain and didn't train because I got home late.

On Tuesday I looked out of my client's office window to see rain bouncing off the tarmac in the car park.  All afternoon.

On Wednesday I nipped out at lunchtime.  And it rained.

On Thursday we had gale force winds and monsoon rain.

On Friday I seem to remember it rained.

And on Saturday it was icy and it rained.

I'm sorry, really I'm sorry.  All this rain is entirely my fault.  No, I didn't do a rain dance, it's way worse than that.

I bought one of these:

Yes, I bought a palm tree.  With a matching lamp-post.

Actually, you're right, it's the Smart convertible I bought.  After 34 years of wanting a soft top car I finally took the plunge - and it's not stopped raining since.

I'm worried that, with all this water, it's going to shrink...