Rain...

...And more rain.

I do quite enjoy a proper wet day, but as I sit at the labouring old computer for warmth (actually should these machines be hot to the touch??? :-/ )
I realise that it's chillier than I'd thought.

It's definitely a rice pudding day.
I used to be most ambivalent regarding a home-made rice pud when my Mum used to make them, but I'm seeing the error of my ways.
(Even - honestly (!) regarding the issue of (I can hardly bring myself to say the word) 'skin').

One word ...
..Convert.

That's it.
It's raining.
I'm cold.
The computer is on its last legs and all the woodpigeons are all wringing wet.
I rest my case for a small (almost Friday) libation.