In the rain, getting wetter

As it as raining anyway, Mr C decided he may as well get wetter by hosing down the terrace. The York stone was getting very slippy and slimy.

Meanwhile I was out to lunch - yes again. We can blame Trump - friends are just wanting to get together and not just chat about it but try to react positively. J volunteers and I'm going to join her bagging up for the food bank. L has formed a small theatre company and they are putting on Steel Magnolias in the summer, performing in village halls in the area. L made a lovely risotto - the three of us met at Italian classes years ago, and when the teacher left, a few of us got together once a week to continue, but eventually that ended too and now we just meet up sometimes. It was lovely to catch up,