Drained

It was pointed out to me by my daughter that the kitchen extension gutter was overflowing, indicating a blocked downspout, which despite the still falling rain I decided to tackle at once; my initial intervention failed to remove the blockage but did dislodge the downspout enabling the trapped water in the gutter (as I scrabbled  to shove it back together) to drain quickly to ground via the inside of the sleeves of my hoodie, and when undeterred I then attacked the downpipe from alternate ends, the caked dirt and leaves eventually shot out, followed by the column of water it was holding back, which flowed unerringly over my socks and shoes, so when the job was finally done I felt, in more ways than one, drained.