How long has your name been Michael Fish?

I looked out of the window a little while ago and the rain was still coming down like stair rods...not exactly the stuff you would want in 'Flaming June'.....is it?
I am just glad that the pile of washing I had to do, was done yesterday.
Much to hubby's disapproval....I had a good size load going round and round when he lugubriously told me that it was set to 'hiss down' all day.
'So does that mean I can't get the washing done? Do I have to wait until the sunshines to wash your smelly undercrackers?' I asked.
This knowing man just gave me a half hearted gallic shrug.
I didn't care if it did rain all day.....I could always hang the stuff in the garage......well, I could if I could reach the line in there.
I think it is set at something like six foot above the ground.....not very good when you are only five foot and half an inch tall....and daughter has the ladders over at hers.
Anyway, the afternoon turned out not only sunny, but breezy too....so all the washing got dried...and was later consigned to Mount Ironing.....a monumental pile of stuff in the back bedroom.
I am going to need crampons and a stone axe to get to the top if I don't tackle it sometime pretty soon...but, hey I think I will wait until my own little Michael Fish tells me what the weather is going to be like at the summit......I don't want to go in bad weather!