I planned a trip to the post office in order to post a couple of parcels; upon sticking my head out the door to get the pushchair from the shed, I changed my mind - the wind was awful and the rain. I'm feeling decidedly fairweather pagany today. I have a love hate relationship with rain - on the one hand I love the feel of the rain (particularly if it's mild - today it was not!), and do not care one jot about my hair getting wet. On the other hand I absolutely hate my specs getting rained on and not being able to see. I suppose I ought to sort out contacts again (particularly as I'm taking Rye swimming now - and presently wearing my specs in the pool, but I know from experience that the chlorine in the water will eventually damage the coating on the lenses of my specs) - not that I get on with them terribly well; acute stigmatism tends to mean the right lense never quite fits properly and after a while I get irritated with the lenses slipping down slightly. Mind, it's been well over 5 years since I last wore them - perhaps they will be better this time?
Today has passed in a bit of blur. You know how it is - I'm sure we've done stuff but nothing really sticks out. I did make a super pizza for tea - it was very yummy indeed - evidenced by Rye asking for thirds! The pasta salad was rather nice too - the beetroot turning it all rather pink:
Rye doing his rabbit impression as he eats cucmber (hands wagging on head like rabbit ears).