Wet wet wet

The Boy must be wearing his "rainmaking" canvas shoes again!

It has poured all day and is forecast to do the same all week. Not that I'm complaining, mind. The gardens, rivers and reservoirs need the rain and it IS April, after all.

It's been a bit of a wash-out today, if you'll pardon the pun. I woke up feeling a bit peaky, but by the time I got to work I had a banging headache. After an hour and a half and two Extra painkillers (those aspirin + paracetamol + caffeine jobbies) hadn't helped, I was still feeling awful and slightly sick, with my eyes looking like "piss-holes in the snow" (as my friend Mary says). they were lined with purple eye-liner and the whites were a bit red. So I threw the towel in and headed home knowing that sleep would be the only thing that would make me feel better. And it did. Four hours solid of it. I'm still feeling a bit ropey even now, but heaps better than earlier.

Anyway, like a madwoman, I ventured out to grab this blip in the pouring rain - raindrops on my beloved bird bath - as I hadn't had the opportunity to be out and about snapping earlier.

P.S. Went to my second Zumba class last night and enjoyed it much more this week. Just wish I hadn't spotted that overly-enthusiastic girl in the red vest with the strangely-exaggerated moves leaping about at the front as it put me off my stride.