Like many people in the southern UK last night we had disturbed sleep due to the thunderstorms. Can't say though I'm too unhappy to see the back of the heatwave, I know that only a few weeks ago I was sat at home with a fleece on bemoaning having to put the heating on in June! However I'm not a hot weather person, it gives me headaches, makes me listless and can be a trigger for my horrible vertigo attacks. The really horrendous one I had in the USA some years back was triggered in temps above 30°C. Yesterday my son, his girlfriend and I escaped to a Chinese Restaurant for lunch - it's biggest saving grace was bottomless glasses of drink and air con! Then we spent the height of the day in the cinema watching "The World's End" - funny film, if you like Shuan of the Dead you'll find it funny, not as good as that film or Hot Fuzz the other two in the "cornetto trilogy" and nowhere as good as Paul but a funny and cool couple of hours.
Of course the rain led to "severe flooding" at Gillingham meaning my train was delayed. I didn't even see anything worthy of being called a puddle but there is always some good excuse for a 15 min delay when they can think it up!
Son-of-Furtheron returns to Wales for the last time today, he is heading back to pack up his flat and we are off down there at the weekend to complete his move out. After 5 years it will seem odd him not being there, he has been there more than long enough to qualify to play rugby for Wales! Later next month I'll be shifting all his stuff up to the Midlands for his next adventure.
Daughter-of-Furtheron, who is the only one in our family who loves the heat is missing it - she is in even hotter Spain at the moment on a school watersports trip. She's having a great time we believe from the sparse contact, she wasn't best pleased the coach broke down and what should have been a largely overnight 18 hour trip became 36 hours on the way down.
In other news - my mother-in-law is back home, she is coping well although I was just having my tea on Friday night when her neighbour called saying she'd fallen in her garden, she couldn't get in to help her and she couldn't get back up. I rushed there with visions of A&E etc. but luckily she'd tripped and was on her knees but couldn't straighten up - little damage done.
Oh in other news - some baby has arrived who I doubt I'll ever see on the throne and if you think about it he himself will probably not get to be king for the next 70 or so years probably, I mean there are two others in the queue ahead of him and they both look healthy enough and the current monarch doesn't show any signs of going anywhere does she?