A dire day.
Almost as bad as Monday - rained all morning and sun did not try to come out until three pm . . . .Everything is sodden!
Daisy, however, wished to play so Trish sat in the conservatory and threw the ball out for her to chase.
One very wet dog pleading for more . . . .
We abandoned all plans and stayed home - just popped out for supplies to the local Waitrose where we enjoyed a pleasant hot soup with roll.