But I don’t like rain. Or gardening in the rain. Glasses get smeary, clothes get damp and puddles get treacherous. So I’ll leave that to hardier folks than me.

Cleaning, washing and using the help we can. This afternoon took me out in the car after attempting a longer dog walk which was abandoned just before rain came on. It’s something to adjust my thinking but meant the dog thought her reluctance was to blame.

But it hinders me getting into the garden. I’m not sure the grass will get cut, my girls are either heading to the Peak District for a Scouting experience or recovering from Alevel mocks.

It will be interesting to see if I get any gardening done over the weekend…