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from Victoria Clare contains these words:

It is absolutely tipping it down. The grass is growing, growing, GROWING,
and the snails are doing a raindance.

On Wednesday morning, we had a downpour that dumped nearly two inches
of water in me wheelbarrow. In the adjoining field and my neighbour's
garden, areas of turf about a metre across were pushed up in a dome
about a metre across from the force of springs underneath, and sank back
down when it stopped.

Cause for singing...an elderly neighbour has asked me to take away the
entire contents of their overflowing compostheap, and put it on my
garden.

Janet.