The weather man predicted
a cloudy day with a few sunny intervals.
Happily he was wrong.
It was a perfect summer's day -
sunny with a few cloudy intervals.
washed and dried sheets and pillowcases
in double quick time,
read my book
and picked the first Victoria plum.
The man next door was playing rather loud music
but he was up on some scaffolding
painting his house white
and singing along -
so I stopped fretting and enjoyed that too.