Morning all,
Rain, gales, rain, gusts, RAIN, GUSTS! That sums up last night and this morning. My hat blew off 3 times when I went out to the horses and I got blown over climbing over the stile to check the sheepies - I can hear you sniggering you know! 
Glad I'm not running today, just gym stuff so I'll just be wet from sweat not rain.
Columba, well done for your hilly route. It's perfectly acceptable to walk the really steep bits and I shall undoubtedly be doing just the same on the 7 Sisters towards the end of Beachy Head. I chuckled when you said your friend lived
with a horse and three dogs.
Then the husband is an afterthought!!! 
I've got a dilemma. The local Horticultural Society need 2 new committee members and I've been approached. I've been avoiding all sorts of committees since I left the Bank but I feel almost obliged to take a turn at helping out. The trouble is I know that there is a lot of faffing goes on and I'm not patient enough to keep my mouth shut! So, do I thrown myself into it and bite my tongue when necessary or do I refuse, politely of course, and use my charity work as the excuse? Any advice gratefully received.