Sarah comma Canterbury writes:
I went to bed late on Sunday evening. It was raining.
My alarm woke me on Monday morning. It was raining even harder.
I had a shower and got dressed; went downstairs; made a coffee; ate a raspberry yoghurt; and looked outside. It was still raining.
I pottered about for a while and watched the Test match when it started.
It stopped raining but by then it was too late. The Nevill Ground was apparently awash and the game abandoned.