Rain rain go away

Another hideously busy day art working this bloody book.
Alexander had planned a doggy walk out up to one of the peaks he did on his run earlier in the week but the rain clouds were so low, you couldn't even see it...
We opted for a tea out a local Italian. We talked about the prospect of how muddy Glastonbury might be given the down pouring today.
He wishes he was there with his children.
I wish I was there too but am trying to pretend its not happening by avoiding all tv & radio coverage.