Today's weather forecast was not very inspiring and the reality has proved to be pretty horrible, as promised.
I didn't feel too great this morning so did not go in for my usual Hospice volunteering shift. As I sat here on the sofa, browsing through holiday sites on my pad I saw a large bank of menacingly black cloud rolling across the sea, swallowing up the castle on its little promontory on it's way towards us.
Sure enough, it is now too dark to read without a light on and the rain is lashing against the windows.
Well, they did promise squally showers and that's exactly what we have.
The outside thermometer shows 11C - did someone mention an Indian summer? More like a monsoon.