Joburg is meant to have summer rains. We don't expect a drop of the stuff in winter. But in the last few hours it has bucketed with rain. And then some hail, just to really confuse us poor Gautengers.
TSC and I didn't sleep very well with the storm raging, so both of us were wide awake when we heard water trickling somewhere inside the house at about 3.30am. We flicked on the light switch and were greeted with the sight of little rivulets of water pouring out of the ceiling in the corner of the room and running down the walls into the carpeted floor.
Great way to start the day. And nothing can be done until the rain ceases and TSC gets home from work, so we have put down some old towels to soak up the worst of it until then. Joy.
But it could be far worse. My heart goes out to all those who don't have a roof over their heads at all, not even a leaking one.