Rain in buckets, 2:47 AM

So, for the second Friday in a row, in the wee small hours, the missus was awoken by a comforting drip, drip, drip sound. Once she managed to wake me up, I very grumpily accepted my fate, traipsing once more up to the loft to check the buckets.

This time the rain was much heavier (it started last Friday, around 1:30 AM), so the dripping had spread down the wooden slats a bit further, making the drips cover a larger area. So commenced Operation Bucket Upgrade.