Plou!!!

I bet you never thought when you left Blighty you would ever leap around on your balcony yelling Hurrraaaaaaaay!!! because it was raining. That’s what I did last Thursday.

I have never been so glad to see rain in my life, and I'm sure that goes for everyone in Catalunya. I never thought that ?mal temps' could ever mean bright sunshine and cloudless blue skies, and ?bon temps' torrential rain. I never thought that the TV3 weatherman would ever greet viewers with a big smile to announce hailstorms. The Catalan kids' song came into my mind: Plou i fa sol Les bruixes es pentinen Plou i fa sol Les bruixes porten dol (It's raining, it's sunny The witches are combing their hair It's raining, it's sunny Witches bring sorrow) But we still have a long way to go to fill the reservoirs. Que plogui! Let it rain!