Well folks, my prophecy of more rain certainly came true yesterday. I went to have lunch and to watch the fantastic Andy Murray match (didn't he do well?). It began to rain as we arrived (my friend had collected me) and it rained non-stop for the next six hours - not just a gentle rain but a very heavy downpour. The upshot was that when we came to leave at five o'clock to come home, it was impossible to get off her estate as everywhere was flooded, including many of the houses in the adjoining estate. Luckily she drives a four-wheel drive and we managed to crawl through the flood water very gently but the whole area was in absolute havoc with many houses flooded and whole loads of stones washed out on to the roads and drain covers lifted.
The farmer and his walking companions missed the rain until they were about two miles from their cars when the rain caught up with them and they all arrived home soaked to the skin and with all their picnic gear and rucksacks soaked too.
What is happening to our Summer? I hear from our weather forecasters today that the weather is about to pick up for a day or two with temperatures rising, but that it is likely to deteriorate again by the weekend. I must say I am rather glad I am not on holiday anywhere in this country.
We continue to win Gold medals in the Olympics - two today in the Horse Jumping (our first Gold in sixty years) and Cycling. As the lady in the Post Office remarked today to me when I went in - these Games have lifted the spirits of the whole country and given us all a wonderful tonic during a year when so much is looking black.