Soggy and blue

Most of today was quite bright, as it happens, but the torrential rain storm at the end of the day more than made up for it. These sweet peas are looking a bit battered by the elements after strong winds earlier too. Sorry to bore you with yet another flower blip; it was this or a pair of wet tits.*

The book progresses as, predictably, I am now mid-way through a lengthy rewrite. It is looking as though the editing will take longer than the writing... but I'm given to understand that is often the way. With that and a few hours off to watch the football tonight (France - England; a draw which allows me to leave the house tomorrow without risk of attack) the day is nearly done and nothing of substance has really happened.

Some planning for the end of week festivities, in quick succession we have Mr B's birthday, some friends coming over for a fancy dinner and then fathers' day. Big weekend. Better get some precautionary sleep in.

*Calm down at the back, they were on the bird table.