Is it winter?

Grim weather again. When it's like this, I'm so happy I don't have to go out! Unlike poor hubby, who has to walk to the train station. It's so close, it's not worth driving, but far enough to get soaked. 

Not much doin today. Been waiting around for the postie, who didn't come. It's not the first time either. It's a legal obligation too, so not sure what Royal Mail are playing at. I'm awaiting a letter from the bank and, more importantly, a camera.