(Not) Goldfish

An abysmal day - what a contrast to yesterday - gales and hail and a lot of rain. The garden is under water and the pond has risen by about 15cm - the lilies are now submerged.
Himself had to go in to have a lesion removed from his wrist today - typically it had almost vanished but apparently the surgeon circled it with his biro with no problem. All done now.
I've been hoovering and getting ready for a workshop not connected that I'm joint hosting in Kinsale Library tomorrow - a story gathering session re healing at holy wells. I know one person is coming! Eugene will be dropped off for his new shock absorbers en route.