The weather has certainly gone into Bank Holiday preparation, being changeable and, largely, wet. Here in East Angular, I think we’ve had the best of it all summer – friends in the south west have had a dreadful time, especially those in the holiday business.
Zerlina and I were invited in to lunch with Roses and her friends, which gave me the opportunity to see that her gutters need clearing out. I’ll do that once it’s dry for a day. Later, z and I took Ben for a walk on the marshes, and he had a swim and a good run. It rained some of the time, but we were prepared and I fed the animals as soon as it was dry again. I moved all the chicks’ coops, I only did that on Sunday but they were all scratching about on mud. Z and I also picked raspberries and blackberries and, later, I made a crumble. And custard, in the microwave, which I managed to let boil over. Messy.
Because of the weather, which I think was even worse in north Norfolk, I didn’t go to fetch Gus this evening and we will have to leave early tomorrow instead. I must remember to leave a note for Wince, to say when I’ll be back. What’s the betting I forget?