Drip, Drip, Drip

A dreadful morning weather-wise.  Mum and I sat indoors watching the rain tank down outside the French doors, splashing up from the marble-topped table and dripping off the black wrought-iron chairs.  I noticed these red berries peeping out from a very large shrub in the garden, which made it feel all the more autumnal.  Determined not to be trapped indoors all day, we drove to the nearest garden centre for an indulgent cup of hot chocolate to cheer us up.  Even on a rainy bank holiday Monday, it was extremely busy there - I guess if people can't actually do their gardening because of the weather then visiting a garden centre is the next best thing.