Boxing Day

After the tradition of going out on Christmas day developed it was quickly followed by the tradition of us staying in and having an 'us' day on Boxing Day.
Pushka, seen here snoozing with her giant beef stick (it started life at 3ft long), is quite representative of our day.

It's been torrential all day again - but the worst of the storm seems to have passed 30miles to our South, our thoughts are with friends in the Lancashire villages tonight.
Edit - I've now added a picture of the Beck as it builds up in Orton Hall before going through a culvert to our garden. HERE is what it should look like after what we used to think of as a lot of rain