We're not singing in the rain anymore

 OK, enough is enough. We're fed up now.  Even Hebe is wondering when it will all stop.

It's not a glorious feeling and although we might still be singing, we're not happy about it and certainly no longer dancing in the puddles, even small black is carefully walking around the edge.

I think I'm wet enough now, Bean.
Do we have to go out again?

I'm a hound, I don't do wet.

We're laying in supplies

Just seen the news that the last two days of the Great Yorkshire have been cancelled, not completely unexpected but what a shame, how are our local shows going to manage?
What a 'summer' we're having. Rain, rain and then just for a change deluge with added thunder. So with this in mind we're laying in supplies:

Hebe in front of our load of logs.

The wood shed never got built, maybe next year. But this little lot should keep us going for a month or two!  Of course with this sort of preparation it's going to be steamingly hot all 'winter'.  But just in case I think we'll check the price of oil and top up the tank, oh and add several more bags of coal to the coal house too, now anything else? (yes, 107 bags of Euk - OK Hebe.)

Great excitement

After weeks of white stuff today there are muddy footprints on the kitchen floor. We'll be cursing them before too long but today they were a very welcome sight...!

Wet, wet, wet

and then some more wet.
The rain has fallen for what seems most of the night and a large chunk of the day. The garden is rapidly turning into a mudbath, the dogs are soggy and the house is damp (two loads of washing don't help!). So we've given in and lit Pig who's now chuntering away nicely.