My only scheduled visit yesterday was cancelled so I worked from home. I badly needed a paperwork catching up day and the bedroom, my preferred hangout is cooler and quieter than my Totnes office. The noise levels at the moment are enhanced by a number of pretty inefficient fans and the sound of my colleagues moaning about how hot it is.
Now people is places like Arizona or the Australian outback won't understand the significance of this post but believe me it's a turnaround. Dampness in Devon is the norm. It's why it's usually so green and lush down here. So wet spells rarely induce excitement.
I phoned one of the lovely people that I work with to see how they were getting on with their new medication. Very well indeed was the good news. And we passed pleasantries. We're British. Our utterances were bound to be about the weather. This long dry spell is really unusual. Even in summer I usually have my mac in the car - just in case. But not at the moment. I don't even carry a precautionary cardi in the car. in case it gets chilly. It's not been nippy or wet for ages. I've taken to sleeping all night on top of my bed and don't even worry about Louis flooding the place by leaving the dormer windows in his loft room open all the time.
'Has the rain reached you yet?' I was asked though this morning. Something is really strange when that sounds novel!