Wet wet wet...

We had arranged to go to lunch at Fitos today.  Mum's treat and, as Liselotte is still away, she had invited John to join us.  We didn't think that he would accept as he was bemoaning the fact that he was no-where near completing his To-Do list but he did accept.  I think it gave him a good excuse not to tackle any jobs and from having to cook - anyway whatever the reason he came along and he manages to keep Mum well amused and having four of us today provides a much better dynamic around the table.

We had anticipated a lie in with no Bassam today but for some reason John had other ideas and leapt out of bed to clean the bedroom windows (I have no idea why!!!).  I blame him for the turn round in the weather - what started as a bright sunny day deteriorated into a freak storm with heavy winds, torrential rain, hail, thunder and lightning and all this in June.  I am more than grateful that we were indoors whilst all this was happening.

We had booked our usual table inside at Fitos and were so pleased that we had as we watched the diners outside srambling inside and hopeful diners rushing inside and then having to rush outside again because there was no room for them at the inn.

Our table in the corner was being eyed up with envy but we remained steadfast and sat it out until we were ready to go.  Once home our garden looked like a herd of marauding elephants had passed through.  It was carnage with furniture everywhere, cushions soaked and plants beaten to the ground.

Our newly cleared front garden (photo taken yesterday) which was cleared and ready for its makeover was awash with mud and our walls and new guttering being tested for their efficiency.  We spotted some drips frm the guttering but that would have to be addressed tomorrow or whenever the weather dried up.  At least all the plants I had dug up and put temporarily into pots had had a good soaking.

The storm was fleeting but fierce and passed through leaving us with blue skies and sunshine and steamy tropical conditions.

The weather brought with it the worst kind of biting bugs and I got a corker on my neck and which is now so swollen I have the appearance of someone with a thyroid problem.  I have another couple just about my ear which are constantly irritated by my glasses.  John is happy because whilst I am the favoured meal fo the biters he escapes pretty much unscathed.  However bad my bites might have been they were nothing compared to what Mum received - her leg ended up going black and blue and seemed to have poison creeping up her vein so she eventually had to take a visit to A&E to get it sorted.