Wake Me Up When September Ends

It’s just gone 7am. Inside chez Strachan tiredness reigns, outside rain….. well, also reigns. Thunder and lightning provided a cacophonous overnight soundscape; this backdrop ruining my attempts of slumbering peacefully. After this meteorological episode, if I adapted the operatic quartet element of Queen’s iconic Bohemian Rhapsody, I reword the line ‘Thunderbolt and Lightning, very, very…