SUNDAY SUNRISE

"Shepherds' warning" grumbled B from the window as I staggered raced downstairs for my camera. He was right though, it's been raining ever since.

(One of my back molars seems to have disintegrated while I was brushing my teeth last night. It's stuck between a crown and another huge filling, and gradually making my jaw feel more and more sore. I know it's going to be more expensive than the washing machine I had to buy just before last Christmas! I shall be queuing outside the dentist's first thing in the morning.)