I remember Dad used to mimic this skit that was on the radio (or was it TV?) where these two old codgers would be sitting out the front of a country pub nursing their beers. I think they were both called Len (but don’t quote me on that.) Anyways Len 1 looks at the sky, squints a bit and says, ‘Reckon it’ll rain?’ Len 2 looks up and squints a bit and says slowly ‘yeah, I reckon we could get a bit out of this.’ Len 1 nods seriously and says, ‘we need it but.’ To which Len 2 nods in the same way and says, ‘yeah we do.’
Many years later Grant and I had pulled in at Tilba Tilba – a lovely heritage town in the hinterland of the South Coast of NSW, just in from Bega. We were on our first road trip as a couple, and still getting to know each other. It was a winter day and the sky was heavy. We spotted a cafe that we thought would be a lovely place to stop and have some lunch.
Sitting on a timber bench seat outside the cafe were two old guys. Both of them in working clothes with rough wool jumpers and hats. One of them peered at the sky and said, ‘Reckon it’ll rain?’ The other examined the clouds thoughtfully, took a deep breath and nodded slowly. ‘Yeah, I reckon we could get a bit out of this.’ I bet you can guess what came after this? Yep, word for word. I laughed so hard and then had to explain to Grant just what was so funny.
Even today, all these years later, when the sky is full of some cool cloud action I’ll say, ‘Reckon it’ll rain?’ and he’ll say, ‘yeah, we need it but.’ I’ll nod and say, ‘that we do.’
Linking up with Terri for #SundayStills. This weeks prompt was Rainy Day.