Don't you just love it when you live in a top floor flat and waken to a bulging ceiling right above the t.v, touch it, and end up covered in water?

No?
Thought not.
That was me this morning. Guess who I'll be phoning on Monday. Hmmph.

Later on, went to vist my Uncle whose 85th Birthday was today.

Back home , no photo's taken, so a flower in the vase has got the limelight.

Meanwhile tonight I'll be praying for no rain, nervously looking up at the ceiling every so often and placing a bucket underneath just in case.

Oh the joys.