Weather Report

I was with my father-in-law up on the plateau, when the radio forecast showers for George, about 200km/120mi distant. I said: "What's the weather going to do here?" He said: "Rain." I said: "Who told you?" He said: "The ants told me." I said: "Who told the ants?" He laughed and said: "The Lord knows." He said the behaviour of the ants on ants' nests predicted rain. He was right.