Drookit!

Lashing with rain it was, and blowing a hoolie. No wonder we Scots have so many words for rain.

So wild that the plant pot containing a thriving specimen of mint was smashed to the ground. It was too wet outside to even venture out to pick up the pieces.

Difficult to keep our young son moving around today as there was no prospect of getting him outside, and the schoolwork he's supposed to be keeping up with is not inspiring him to make the effort.