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Another horrible day.  Sideways rain and sleet,  black sky, low temperature.  The rain has been blowing against the gable end of the house with such ferocity that it was coming in under the door. 

As I mopped it up I thought how lucky I am compared to all the poor people who's homes have been totally flooded, and who would give anything to be able to clear the mess with just a rolled up towel.

Rocky and I settled down to write the Christmas cards in front of a roaring electric fire - accompanied by apple and cinnamon herbal tea, toffee cake and the original version of Miracle on 34th Street. 

God, I'm loving this broken wrist!