After one of the driest and brightest Januaries I can ever remember, February started out well too.
Then it all fell apart.
On Saturday, it started to rain at 1pm, just in time to get a good soaking out on the dog walk. That rain continued all day. Then all night. Then until 9am on Sunday.
After a bright start, Sunday ended up under water, with icy cold rain that made the whole day forgettable.
Then it rained all night Sunday night too.
I was fooled into thinking it had stopped raining when I went out with Ollie on Monday. But no, down it came again, accompanied by gusty winds that made it difficult to hang on to my umbrella. Ollie was saturated, and even using three large dog-towels hardly got him dry.
Time to head off to the supermarket for my regular Monday ‘big-shop’.
Driving there in quite heavy rain, wipers going. I was inside the shop for around 45 minutes, and as I emerged with a fully-loaded trolley, I could see it had been really bucketing down. The car park was awash, and just getting across to the car, my trainers and socks were soaked.
After stacking away all the groceries, I came inside and started to prepare dinner, then watched the news.
Two storms are on their way later this week, arriving one after the other. Bad enough to be given ‘names’, and an Amber Weather Warning, they will bring 80-90 mph winds, snow and blizzards in Scotland and the north, torrential rain and damage to trees and property elsewhere.
Who said a crocus was a sign of Spring? 😦