A very cold and dismal day today here - no sign of even a weak, watery sun. This is one of the days when I have Tess to myself, which means three walks however small. The very damp weather is making my arthritis very bad and walking is difficult but I managed two short walks and she also came out with me for a pub lunch so she hasn't done so bad.
The decorator has been and has finished my bedroom - the mildew has been treated and the room has been re-emulsioned. He finished while I was out at lunch and when I came back he had put my curtains up for me (I washed, dried and ironed them yesterday) and put all the furniture back. Tomorrow all I have to do is put my pictures back on the wall and I can go back in with my electric blanket.
Flooding everywhere does not seem to be getting any better - at least when we had it up here in late July the weather was fairly warm. Today, up here at any rate, it is very cold - no sign of any sunshine and a sharp wind blowing. Christmas only five weeks away doesn't bear thinking about for all those flooded out of their homes. And as for Venice (my favourite city on earth) - those priceless treasures and the thought that somehow the money that should have been spent on flood defences appears to have been creamed off.
And a General Election looming and all parties in such a mess - and the idea of Brexit in such a mess - that I really don't know what to think. Somehow nothing in the world is as it should be right now is it?