Sunday, Sunday

It rained heavily all night and hasn't stopped yet, mid morning. I guess the flood plains will be........er.......flooded but I have yet to pluck up sufficient courage to check. This type of sustained weather re-enforces our original decision to avoid boat living all year round.

Arsenal managed to rescue a defeat from the jaws of a win yet again and now lounge halfway in the league, their traditional position when I first stated supporting them over40 years ago. Everything goes full circle and nothing remains static, I guess. 

Lynne returns to London tomorrow for a week in the wedding shop so I am fully stocked with ready meals for survival purposes.