The drought is over!

It was announced today, amid weather warnings of flooding due to the unprecedented amount of rain we’ve been having, that not only is the drought finally over but that the hose pipe ban has been lifted. I figure, with the amount of rain we’ve had, I’ll never have to water the garden again. I realise that there are a lot of people sighing with relief because they can now waste gallons washing the piles of metal and plastic outside their houses. In fact I know one personally.

Mind you, the rain stayed away for the morning today so I set to battling the wisteria and hedge in the front garden. I also extracted a lot of weeds from the gravel. It’s amazing that they can grow there. Mind you, it’s very easy pulling them up since the roots are merely holding on to loose stones.

Mirinda, meanwhile, was having a holiday. One would think this meant she didn’t do any work but one would be wrong. She spent a good deal of the day either on the phone or on her laptop, dealing with an urgent bit of work that I can’t discuss. I figure with things approaching rapidly, it’s all going to get a bit more hectic.

But it wasn’t all work for her. After lunch she went into town to the hairdresser and spent a lovely couple of hours wandering the streets of Farnham, something she rarely gets to do. It made her feel she never wants to move. I’m happy with that.

Back at the house, I pottered around, weeding between rain showers, washing floors, washing clothes, etc…pretty much my usual Monday chores. Not exactly read worthy!

The Farnborough Air Show is on next weekend so we’ve had a few planes practising overhead. The flight path takes them directly over our back garden. Here’s a plane I saw today many times. I have no idea what it is but it looked quite slick.

Being buzzed

And here’s one of the tobacco plants, looking lush. Something has been eating a few of them but this one is still flourishing.

Tobacco plant

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Sadly, Ernest Borgnine died today. While I have never seen his academy award winning performance as Marty, the lovelorn butcher, I do remember with great fondness, watching him in McHale’s Navy. On Breakfast they showed him giving an acceptance speech in 2011 after being given a Life Achievement Award from the Screen Actor’s Guild. He was incredibly lucid for a man of 94. Sadly missed.