Olivia's rose

Woken up during the night with the rain battering off the roof. I felt sorry for the half marathon runners. It was wet, cold and dreich when I headed to the pool.

Later I shopped, wrote emails and cooked. My French cousin Natacha came for dinner with #3 son. She requested curry. It was ok, not very spicy and I made a right mess of the rice. However, it was a convivial evening. Meanwhile outside the wind blew and the bells chimed.