Wet and wild...

From the sublime to the ridiculous. Cornwall last week was warm(ish) and sunny(ish) - nice enough to be out of doors, anyway. Here is a picture from The Lizard, the most southerly point in England:

By contrast, the last couple of days have been wet, wild and windy. Played golf yesterday (lost abysmally) but got home before the rain started - just. Ed played golf today, got wet, lost abysmally, came home early. Still, at least we both managed to get out.

Finished the famous tea cosy, and here it is, complete with drunken pompom (couldn't get it to sew on very convincingly!)