It’ll Be Lonely Post-Christmas

Rudolph is looking increasingly wet and forlorn with all this rain but I’m waiting until he’s had the chance to dry out before I return him to the sanctuary of the loft with Santa and the snowman.

No golf inevitably this morning and we only just managed a walk to the supermarket before the rain set in again at noon. Braved standing outside the back door for a few seconds to take this.

As you’ll gather this is a very desperate emergency blip!