My blog post worked!

It's raining! It's pouring! We were woken from our sleep by the torrential deluge outside! The water butts are full, the gutters overflowing, the street outside is a river of mud, and the cats are soggy. Hurrah!






Now, about the lottery tomorrow night ...

Three reasons why hot weather is hateful

1. You have to water your garden every evening or watch your newly grassed patches of lawn and dianthus go brown and die.

2. The twice-weekly runs become even harder and sweatier.

3. Your neighbours start having meat-laden BBQs -- and the chicken wings and sausages smell SO good!

Will these blue skies and this oppressive sunshine never end?

(I have a feeling I wrote a post about hating hot weather before, but with 950 posts to go through, I couldn't be bothered searching for it. Apologies if anyone feels like they've been ripped off.)

It is a truth universally acknowledged ...

That if a blogger isn't writing posts, she's probably doing something more interesting with her life. Such as reading "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies", picked up on a recent visit to Forbidden Planet. Elizabeth Bennet is a Shaolin-trained master of the dark arts, battling the zombie hordes that surround Meryton. Can she find true happiness with Mr Darcy, who's been instructed in the finest dojos of Kyoto or will she succumb to one of Lady Catherine de Burgh's crack squad of ninjas during her practice at Rosings Park? It's gripping stuff, and certainly brings out an ultraviolent subtext that I wasn't aware of in Jane Austen's first (and better-known) draft.

Fine holiday reading fun!