Well, that was a deluge! I had to drive home, lights and wipers on, when the sky ripped open. And as I pulled into the driveway I could see mail sticking out of the box. So I inched open my door, grabbed the mail* and continued to the carport. Talk about wet T shirt time!
I’d been up to the Post Office to collect a parcel. And, now that the rooftop Taiko has stopped, I must make some phone calls before people shut down for the weekend.
The cats would love to tell you about the parcel.Details on their blog.
And one picture to get you started…
“Jim” by Ann Wood
* Needn’t have bothered – one flyer from a politician wanting my vote, one from a real estate agent and one from some obscure church.