Rain.....and Wind...

Daughter Margaret is staying with us. The weather is foul. Margaret and I got togged up in wet weather gear and then bravely (or stupidly) took to walking in the Wither Hills Farm Park. We walked up hill into the teeth of a howling southeast gale with the rain feeling like needles on our faces. It wasn’t so bad when we had the wind behind us on the down-hill tracks. We got very wet. Home for hot showers then Keith came with us for a late lunch at the Vines Village Cafe in the country. Margaret and I went to the cinema tonight to see the film, The Bookshop. A very good evening out.