September 18. Day 262. Needle in a haystack

I am sure I'm not the only one in Brisbane closely watching the sky. We've been promised rain which, for those of us who can't remember, is when wet stuff falls from the heavens.
It is, as has often been observed, a country of droughts and flooding rain and right now we are very much in the drought phase . We've just come through what the Bureau of Meteorology describes as a record dry spell of 41 consecutive days of zero rainfall in Brisbane in July and August. This was  broken only by a massive downfall of 0.2 mm on August 31. Hold the front page.
To use a typical Aussie phrase it's  Dry as a Dead Dingo's Donger (in the interests of good taste I choose not to refer to the other saying  referring to a nun's bits).
But this morning there was definite evidence that wet stuff had indeed fallen overnight and quite a blanket of cloud to suggest there's more to come (I believe this is directly related to the fact that I cracked and decided to top up the pool's water and has nothing to do with any meteorological influence).
Anyway, the cloud on the normally clear Brisbane skyline created a rather dramatic effect on Stefan's Skyneedle as I walked by this morning. Very moody.
It's easier to find a needle in a haystack than a wet day on the calendar in Brisbane at the moment - but we live in hope.
Now where did I leave that umbrella again?