Rainy November

The start of a new month, and after the fireworks finished at 10pm Saturday night, it hasn’t stopped raining.
I suppose the good news is that any bonfire will definitely be out, and hopefully if for once the radio weather forecast is correct, it will brighten up later.

Hubby was up early yesterday, donned his green wellies and yellow suit as I prepared the dog in her little jacket, and off he went into the wet for the morning walk.
It wasn’t very long! Maggie performed the business and headed for home within quarter of an hour.

Obviously our mornings start earlier than when we were in the house as it’s not a question of getting out of bed and letting the dog out into the garden. I am still surprised that she isn’t fretting first thing and has accepted the new routine as a matter of course.

As a kid, rainy days meant hot baths, hot drinks by the fire and paints.
As a working adult, it was getting wet going to work, sitting in damp clothes at a computer until you dried out, then getting wet again going home.
As a retired adult, lovely lie ins, baking sessions or sitting in front of the box watching the latest DVD release with a cup of tea and packet of biscuits.
November 2014 on the boat means looking out onto the Marina with its bobbing cruisers, next-to-naked trees now along the dog walk and grey ‘rolling’ water.

Apart from the radio, it’s quiet. Laughing Duck and her mates have probably gone to pastures blue, but there is a promise of clear sky in the distance so they will be back soon, chuckling and chortling away as normal.

Hubby goes away for a few days today so it will be up to me to do the morning run so-to-speak. I’m not worried, either about that or him going and being left on my own, but I hope the weather will take pity on me as the thought of an early shower without the luxury of hot water and bubbles isn’t in my top ten of lovely things to do.
Whilst he was having his shower this morning, I took Maggie out and got caught so if necessary, I’ll wear the waterproofs and dress the dog accordingly if the sky looks dodgy first thing.
I did see a flock of some 9 swans flying overhead, lining the sky with their ‘V’ formation.

Yesterday we purchased a small gift for Hubby to take to Czech, something traditional of the place we live. He has also taken some chews for the house dog and 3 packs of digestive biscuits as apparently they aren’t available over there.
We checked that his backpack conformed with the permitted dimensions for hand luggage and that all his documentation was easily to hand. The 206 is fueled for the journey to and from the airport, where it will be left in the long stay car park (fees paid at time of booking his flight) and a bus provided to take him to the correct terminal.

All I needed to do was make him a packed lunch, kiss him goodbye (‘passion’ in the car park here much to the amusement of the staff) and wave him off.
It’s only been half an hour, and I miss him already.

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