An overnight storm dumped huge amounts of rain on us and refilled the rill. It was accompanied by a rumbling thunder that woke Ellie. She was very good and after a quick trip to the loo, went straight back off to sleep.
We (well, the Silver Vixen) got her up, fed, washed and dressed fairly sharpish. Pistol Pete was coming to collect her and take her camping over the weekend. They were heading for a camp site near Lyndhurst. She was very excited and kept asking "Is Daddy on his way yet?". When he did arrive, she couldn't get into the car quickly enough.
The rest of the day has followed the usual format for a Thursday with Ocado's delivery and the Sainsbury's top-up. After that, the Silver Vixen got on with some laundry while the Gorse Fox did the accounts. The afternoon, now warm and dry, has been spent reading in the Orangery.
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