Alas a drear dreich day-two days with lots of rain for the second time in a week-global wetting has a lot to answer for in these usually arid parts. At least the harvests seem to be in so the local farmers are quite laid back for the moment. Happy contented farmer is oxymoronic in most parts and I suspect this state of agricultural grace will be short lived . Anyhow the wet and chill will make a rare visit to the Big Smoke a more pleasurable experience than usual. The wife is being left at home to straighten out the aftermath of twelve days of benign neglect (her perception, not mine (judging by what she said telephonically to the middle daughter)before we set off to Norn Iron on Thursday. So bloggees should brace themselves for golf images from the Royal County Down (PBUI) which will make a change from the junior family members-althoughI might be able to squeeze in one or two more of the senior granddaughter as she continues her training for the Tiny Olympics at the Palmers Green Sports Academy.
I may even buy a Big Issue. If I am spared.
