Wet, wet, wet

Wow! was yesterday wet or what? We went up to the forest, where the trees were enjoying the warm rain. We have let the house up there, which I built and occupied for 15 years until Dec 2009, when work began on the windfarm and I was evacuated to Moffat. I'm glad it will be occupied through the winter. Friends on the east coast of America have been posting comments about a snow storm over there, unheard of event as early as the end of October apparently. I saw an ad yesterday in one of the weekend newspapers for a tapestry series illustrating the creation. I stared and stared at the illustrations, pondering purchase of one, and concluded that two were (unintentionally) identical. I guess someone - not the Almighty - will get ticked off about that on Monday. I received two invoices through the post from Bank of Scotland for 0.50p and 0.15p, for charges incurred on an account I have closed. The one for 0.50p was shown as 'paid' but how to settle the one for 0.15p? I guess I'll go into the branch in Moffat in the morning. I wonder how much it cost them to send those notices out? It has taken me ages this morning to change the time on my bedside alarm clock radio back. I fear that I have set the alarm in the process. One year, but it must have been in the springtime when the clocks go forward, I set off to go to church from my childhood home in Kent. I was probably 14 or 15. I walked all the way down Farningham Hill into the village feeling unusually sanctimonious only to arrive at the church and find it closed - I was an hour early.