Just to let you know that the river here is almost back to normal, thanks to a couple of dryish days and some pretty efficient draining onto the land.
I’m making the most though ’cause it’s not going to last – yet more Atlantic lows waiting in the wings, bringing a possible further two inches of rain or so and yet more windy wind.
But you know all that.
And my own personal ark will continue to protect me.
Anyway, I went out today in brilliant sunshine, without the usual bundles of warm layers and serious waterproof gear. It was heaven. Gorgeous. Not even a breeze.
But every silver lining has a cloud and, just as I arrived back, it chucked it down: cats, dogs, stair rods – you name it. Terrific. A short sharp shower, just enough to make me nice and wet before I’d made it across dog-dirt and on to the boat.
By the time I’d changed out of my totally unsuitable clothing and slipped into something more comfortable – and dry – put the kettle on and made up the fire it had stopped. Typical. Should have waited in the car.
Anyway, good time to nip out and fill the coal scuttle.
And there it was… 
Whoa, never mind silver lining, how about that?
Had to be stitched…
Bugger, didn’t even see it at first.
That twirly drier taking centre stage. How could I possibly have missed that?
But, with careful cropping and more patience than a score of saints, it was wiped…
How good is that?
It’s a bit of a cheat, but hey, why not? We have the technology.
Boatbird
Boatbird 
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