The Lady In The Lake

The rains came.
They were heavy. They trickled through the holes in what passed for a roof. We put buckets on the floor to catch them.
‘Sometimes it’s like a lake in here,’ said Father Felipe’s wife.
Now, I like to think that I’m reasonably smart and learned. I mean I’ve studied Shakespeare, I can multiply in my head, I know the capital cities of many countries. But all that means sod all out here. I’ll fix a hole or two then one day I’ll fly back to a nice flat near a Tesco, a Starbucks and a Blockbusters while these people will be putting buckets on the floor to catch the rains. I'm not smart enough to make sense of that.
At least next time I’m on a bad date I can say to myself Sometimes it’s like a lake in here and it might not seem so bad.