Today we had netball, and it was raining SO hard! Before I tell you what happened, I need to tell you about the event. Now, every Saturday people from around the area come to see the netball/hockey/football (but mostly football) and after the game stay the whole afternoon socialising/flirting/gossiping/eating/fooling around. So here's what happened today. The court was flooded but we still had to play in our little skirts and polo tops. Brrrr. So it was VERY hard because the we all kept slipping over and the ball was extremely slippery which made it almost impossible to catch, let alone defend. After the game I was so SO SO cold and wet that I asked Dad to drive me straight home instead of staying in this sub zero temperature, and then I had a looong, hot shower and spent the rest of the afternoon reading books in front of the heater. What? I deserved it. I jumped in an ankle-deep, muddy puddle to get that darned ball and we still lost 10 to three, AND my arms got so cold I literally couldn't lift them up or move them quickly. Well, now the weather's brightened up so that's good!