Wet. Non-stop

Wet. Non-stop.
Very little to report - did some chores, read the papers and then we powered around the circuit when the rain turned soft. The beach was littered with dead things - a very smelly and large spider crab, and a very smelly and mummified cat. We skimmed and threw stones. We paused for refreshements at Annabel's cafe - Earl Grey tea and Green and Black's chocolate cake and date slices; then went to admire the piggies which are growing.
The plants have all taken a battering but my bottlebrush is made of hardy stuff and is bursting forth.
PS results of son number 1's super duper camera can be seen by following the link.