Wet through again

Dog walk plans went awry this morning as all the petrol stations were shut or empty and we were running on fumes. So an average walk rather than the top walk we had planned. An afternoon out shopping for Monsieur Baguette’s birthday present, but couldn’t find what we wanted. And then I had a mountain bike training session booked for this evening. We went out in biblical hail, thunder and lightning. Got home late and soaked. Happily, Monsieur B had a hot meal and a big glass of wine waiting.