Today me and my dad went for a walk. It rained, it got very windy, it was great fun! I love a bit of weather from time to time! It makes me feel alive! As we got back to the car at the car park on the hillside, there was a man and a woman stood opposite each other, each holding either end of wat can only be described as a kite without any rope. It was just a sheet of plastic, and it was bulging upwards in the strong wind. Then they counted, 1-2-3, and then threw it upwards, and it flipped over and over through the air, much to their joy. Then, a bit later, they tried it again, but this time there was some kind of a bang sound, followed by joyful sounds of hysteria from the woman, as the sheet got blown quite far away and the man ran after it. I have no idea what was going on, but it's just yet another reason for me to keep smiling like a deranged idiot.