I once asked my mother where the rain came from

Letter of the Day
Letter of the Day

Sir, – As a precocious three-year-old meteorologist in 1950s rain-sodden Donegal, I once asked my mother where the rain came from.

She replied that when God had finished washing the dishes, he emptied out the basin of water he had used. For many years this seemed to me to be a perfectly satisfactory explanation, but in recent times I have had to query the need for quite so much dishwashing.

There has to be a limit to it. – Yours, etc,

SÉAMUS CANNON,

Monkstown,

Co Dublin.