| At first there was an eerie1 silence, then
there was a rumble of thunder in the
distance. Soon the wind was whistling
through the trees and we could hear the
waves crashing on the beach. The storm
had begun. |
It was a lovely place for a picnic. There
was a little babbling2 stream and birds
were singing in the trees. Then we
heard the patter of rain on the leaves
above us. Sadly, it was turning into a
typical British summer’s day. |
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