On not rowing

It raineth.  I have spent most of the morning grumping about having agreed to row in a race at 3pm this afternoon.  We did the same race last year in the rain and it was utterly miserable.  Having carelessly won our first heat we had to sit in our boat in the rain for 45 minutes waiting for the next heat.  It was so cold we didn't take even take our waterproofs off to race.  Which normally you would do because you get very hot rowing.

But, hurrah, our boat organiser rang up just now to say she was cancelling because the opposition couldn't confirm that they were going to turn up.  Heigh, ho!  My Sunday afternoon rescued after all.  I have however volunteered to row (non-competitively) on Monday, but hopefully the rain will have stopped by then.