Woodsy wet walk

I collected my sister Mary at the airport this morning, along with her friends Barb and Carol. The sun made a brief but spectacular appearance to welcome them.

We took a walk in the park and the drizzly start led to thunder & lightning, heavy rain, and hail. It was never going to feel warm for residents of Charleston, but this was really the dramatic end of English weather. They loved the park and popped open the umbrellas.

It felt great to tuck into a warm DRY pub for lunch.

All seven of us ate out this evening and our visitors powered on through until bedtime without a well earned nap.

Night all