Showers and flowers

... it must be Spring. Amazing how well one can sleep in on a Sunday morning with a gentle rain falling outside ando no need to rush off to the golf course or whatever.

I spent the time on the computer, not very effectively, but poor HH is having a weekend horribilis (is there a Latin word for weekend)? His ongoing battle with leaking taps pales beside his laptop problems. Afters finally acknowledging that his has died, and ordering another, he now appears to have assassinated my old one, which was my first and to which I'm very attached. Besides, it has Photoshop on it, not that I've even attempted to use it for a couple of years. He's currently hunched over his iPad and I daren't even ask what he's trying to do.

Things looked up in the middle of the day, when an old friend said she had decided to be sociable, so we met her and her houseguest for lunch at the club (during which the sun shone). They were very amused and impressed by our new caterer, who is loud and flamboyant, and even produces quite reasonable food on occasion. Afterwards HH and I scooted round 5 holes in a cart - by which time, mist and a light rain were closing in. So back home and we've lit the fire - hard to imagine, after the extreme heat of recent weeks.