Such an evocative piece of literature, but then there is no one to beat Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
That is what the weather is like here in the North East of Scotland.
I sat around again while the door installation carried on with 2 very wet joiners.
With the weather no way was I about to stand in the middle of the road at the front of the house. So you get an image pointing left and one pointing right.
And one from inside. So much lighter. And I can now see who is ringing the bell.....
Once they had done I put on the waterproof trousers, coat and was off for my walk.
Not many people on the beach, apart from the Gull Gang, who were wet already.
Walking so does really help the mental state which then helps to cope with the physical restraints.
Back home to greet number 4 child visiting for a few days.
We have had a lovely meal together, some wine, some chat.
But its still soggy tomorrow. Blooming June.