What are we going to do now, Papa Smurf?

“Let’s have a sports day.”

Sports days in the Empire always seem to coincide with the threat of rain, and this week, we’ve been threatened with rain all week, rain that didn’t arrive until yesterday evening. It would appear that we can blame Typhoon Nesat, which smacked the Philippines around and then Hong Kong.

I arrived at school this morning expecting to be teaching, but around morning exercise time we got word that the sports days were back on in spite of the increasingly heavy rain. I’m a little surprised at the decision, but I suspect that the school hierarchy schedules sports days so that they can go off on their hols a little early.

Right now, the students are either huddling their umbrellas in the stands or taking part in some events on the running track.

I’m stuck here mainly because I want to avoid being rained on more often than I can possibly avoid. But with the hols starting tomorrow, and having done all the necessary preparations for the resumption of classes, I don’t have a lot to do.

I’ve spent the morning mucking about on Google+, Google Reader, Facebook and Scribd with which I renewed my acquaintance last night. That, too, is blocked, although because Issuu isn’t, I wonder whether Scribd’s connection with Facebook caused it to be removed from the menu. I’ve got Linda on qq, but apart from that, there’s not much else for me to do.