After what feels like a month of sunshine (probably a week) we’ve had torrential rain. Yesterday was awful and today was worse.
Actually, I’m being a bit unfair because today started off sort of dry. In fact I managed to remain dry, walking to and from town unlike yesterday when I was drenched and my new hat had its waterproof properties sorely tested*. It was while I was Skyping mum that the rain really started making itself known.
It came in waves, big drenching waves that just cried out for a vertical surfboard. Drenching waves that ensured we would be staying in the office until they had washed themselves out.
And so the day continued. Again, the poor puppies didn’t get a walk and, again I had to put up with their constant complaints. I mean, really, if they’re happy enough to walk in the torrential rain, they should be happy enough to have a bath. I did tell them as much but they never listen. They just keep moaning.
While I didn’t get to do anything outside, I did manage a lot of admin, which is always a good rainy day occupation.
My day was full of swatches, Sliderobes and Sainsbury’s shopping. I also sourced a possible new cooker for the flat – I just had to ask a couple of questions before I commit us to actually ordering it.
And, sadly, that was it. Not the most interesting of days, I fear.
* My new hat, bought at the Country Fair at Loseley a few weeks ago to replace the one I left in the taxi in Beijing, passed the waterproof test with flying colours.