Raindrops keep falling on my head!

Raining - again. The Meadows are still a lake (a loch?) in parts. The seagulls are happy and, on the way home, so was the collie running into the water and delightedly chasing away the gulls.

Nothing of note happened today. I booked more travel, my current mission in life, walked home with a bread tray. Don't ask.

It's cold, it's damp, it's dark, it feels like winter. I should go for a swim but I just can't summon up the energy. Murray didn't win yesterday, but Wiggins won today. There was a bike in 'Butch Cassidy ...' too.