Dudley stopped play?

I did a spot of Drop-dodging just after Breakfast and evicted 0.3" from the rain gauge.  Off and on all day I poked a metaphorical nose over the doorstep, each time the Rain won.
Eventually I resorted to lying down at the front Door with my elbows on the dry end of the Doormat and shooting poor old S. Arnott in the border.

It's another of my "Best NOT viewed large!" shots - you might see where/how I've removed the Rose twigs and "re-turfed" the area with a Grass transplant.  It being somewhat more photogenic, if you see what I mean?
Storms - "nowt fresh" must check later to see if this has happened again.