The front border looks very lush after all the downpours, but it makes parking my bum on the bench quite hard.
Litter picking this morning went quickly from heavy drizzle to drenching, and after an hour and a half I was soaked to my knickers, as was Trish. I looked like a drowned rat as I couldn’t keep my hood up.
So home to shower and put everything in the wash, then a bit of housework until the rain eased. A quick walk to the supermarket and home just as it began raining again.
Zoom with Keith and N in evening.
Harry and Selena arrived back from Dorset and Bristol.
Oh and whilst it rained I overloaded on Baptiste on iPlayer, and ended up watching the whole second series in one weekend, very dark watching too.