A rescue geranium

Or strictly speaking, pelargonium, I suppose.
There are some places - B and Q, and most supermarkets who need to be named and shamed as being cruel to plants. They have them stuffed on shelves in cages, too close together, not being watered. Bedraggled and drying up.  Normally I don’t look.  But this was not completely dead in Tesco, about 6 weeks ago. The label showed pale pink.  I’m so glad it’s turned out like this. All 6 in the tray survived.
Today it rained spots, but the ground remained dry. I noticed quite a lot of people enjoying getting ever so slightly wet. The bus driver was pleased to have his wipers on. 
I went to meet my friend G at an art gallery, and texted to let her know I’d arrived.  She texted back that we are meeting on Thursday.  I’m turning into a batty old woman.