- so, of course, it's raining hard. Very showery this afternoon, starting with a sharp hailstorm and since then it's been sunny, windy and wet at intervals. I was in the kitchen when the hail started and went to check Tilly was in - she was in her basket in the porch, so I brought her in to lie on her sofa and went back to whatever I'd been doing.
Later, I went back along the passageway and was startled to see a big wet patch by the wall. First I blamed Tilly, though was surprised - but it looked too splashy at the edges ... so I went down on my hands and knees and sniffed it. Yes, i know. I must remind you that I'm more than half dog myself, so it comes naturally. Anyway, it was just water. So I thought I must have spilled some when I was taking the bucket to empty, having washed the kitchen floor. But I thought about it, and I didn't. Anyway, I'd have noticed. I'm not that unobservant. Well, I am, but I knew I hadn't. So finally, I realised that it had rained so far that the guttering had overflowed and the water had come in under the tiles. It does happen occasionally and we've never managed to completely weather-proof the house. I remember once a terrific thunderstorm and Chester (my late and still-missed setter) was afraid, but okay if he was touching me, and I was trying to hurry back and forth for towels, whilst not pushing him away.
Anyway, the weather forecast is better for next week, so I hope that Al and co have some good days out. I'm glad they decided against camping.