Is your washing off the line?

We had a thunderstorm earlier tonight, accompanied by heavy rain. I was chatting to a friend on the phone about 9 pm and she said she had just called her daughter who lives in another suburb, to tell her to look at the sky. I asked what she was referring to, and she said "have a look yourself!" So I did, and saw the black clouds rolling in at a very fast rate of knots. My first thought was of one of my home care clients, for whom I do two loads of washing every Monday. I couldn't bear the thought of the whole lot being blown off her line to be strewn around the neighbours' gardens! So I said to Ken "I'm off to P's to rescue the washing!" and he shook his head. He still doesn't get it, although I have done this countless times before. P only lives a few streets away, she is severely handicapped, and has nobody else to look out for her. She was in bed asleep when I rapped on her door, but when I told her it was me, she came to the door in her nightie looking all tousled, but pleased that I was to rescue her washing. I know what it is like to have all my washing on the line, and to be elsewhere while it pours rain, knowing I won't get home in time to get it inside! I know, I'm mad. Yes, I have a clothes dryer (P doesn't), but I only use that in emergencies. I don't like to waste electricity on drying stuff in a dryer when we have good old Aussie sunshine most of the time.