Turn out the light the party's over . . .

You know, into every life a little rain must fall. Thankfully, into this one (nowadays any way) it doesn't last to long! So the Royal Mail all-weather coat returns to the attic while the weather prophets on television stand before their projection screens and prevaricate (again) about the probability of precipitation in the near future . . . blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!!

Things you don't realize you miss, till you do (like water when your well runs dry) Melton-Mowbray pork pies, or rather specifically "Dickinson and Morris Pork Pies" served with a decidedly large wedge of serious Stilton cheese and several glasses of "Sheppy's"

Somehow methinks She feels - for me - the return won't be THAT bad after all

This is the only light up in the attic, and we've never in five years changed the bulb!!