Il Pleut

The rain in Dunblane falls mainly on my frame. Wet and grim today, even had a bit of sleety snow earlier. It's spring, in the name of God, get your act together Scottish weather. 
An exciting day for all the wrong reasons, but we survived, nay, prospered. 
The doors are finally painted. They will not be painted again in my lifetime, unless we get a wee mannie in.