Rain is good. Basically it is water. It falls from the sky. Too much is bad. It floods the fields and causes problems for my sheep. Not enough and things dry out. Big bloody cracks in the ground. Bloke can fall over and break an ankle stepping into those. Hope those bloody dairy farmers do though. Country living - can't beat it. City bastards are coming though. Used to be a time that if there was a problem a bit of a stoush at the pub would settle it. Now? Bloody crims come and steal your stuff. Bring guns and iron bats too. Bastards! Anyway. Brenda from the pub likes to skinny dip in the rain. Gotta go. See you later.
