Saturday 28th October 2023

And here comes the weekend, hoving into view, and here come the stormclouds, and storms.

The weather was to be so grim, other than some light hunter/gathering at Tesco first thing, we were not going to do much.

Overnight we had had exceptionally heavy rains for several hours, I was woken up by one downpour as the rain drummed on the roof of the bathroom down the hallway.

Christmas preparations are in full swing at Tesco, with two or three aisles given over to "seasonal" goods. I buy Jools some cheese footballs because they're her favourites, and I get some "giant" pretzels, which I will munch watching the rugby later.

Station Road was almost blocked by floods, as was Reach Road to Westcliffe, but we made it out onto the main road, then onto Tesco.

And back home in time before the rain returned.

For breakfast and second coffee, before I cook coriander chicken for Jools to take to work this week.

That took most of the morning.

By then it was throwing it down outside, throwing it down and against next door's wall. Meanwhile, the cats slept through it.

Lunch was steak and ale pie, crispy roast potatoes and steamed vegetables along with the last of the gravy from the roast a couple of week back.

Was very nice.

Which produced the age old problem of trying to stay awake through the afternoon as I listened to the football. What did it did me, as Norwich lost again, after taking the lead at Sunderland.

Sigh.

And so then to the evening game and then the rugby, with Scully and myself making a nest on the sofa, and the evening slipping through our fingers.