Or rather a shortage of it. My newly-planted long border was really desperate. As it is on a slope the rain tends to run down and the top end becomes dry. My Gardener turned up, mowed the lawn, emptied my pots for me and filled them with new compost ready for me to plant up and then watered the long border well with the hose on the outside tap. As he tidied up to go it began to rain and now, five hours later, it is still raining heavily. It is not warm but at least the plants are getting a good drink.
Tess would very much like to go out but each time I open the door and she sees the weather conditions she turns and comes back inside. I must say I feel the same and have even switched on the central heating. I feel sorry for anyone up here for the Bank Holiday week-end but we really do need the rain urgently.
Friend and neighbour H came round for a cup of tea this afternoon and we passed a pleasant couple of hours talking about this and that. I had been going to plant up my pots for either side of the front step but that was before it began to rain. Now I shall try to do that job in the morning if it is fine and before I go out for my usual Sunday lunch.
I am trying to avoid looking at the News now for a couple of weeks because it will be all about speculation around the new leader and all the in-fighting. If I was Mrs May I would be sleeping more easily in my bed tonight than I had done for many months. Surely she must feel as though a giant weight has been lifted from her shoulders.
Enjoy your Saturday evening.