Bjr
Though the storm outside might have passed now, leaving half of East Devon underwater, the internal digestive storm is taking longer to clear, so it was a very gentle scrambled egg on toast for breakfast (plus coffee, obvs). I've been cheered up by a delivery of 36 of the plushest microfibre cloths ever (a home can't have too many), plus I'm now waiting for a new printer, as the old one really doesn't want to connect to the latest iteration of Windows 11, and doesn't owe me anything.
Remarkably, the sky appears to be blue at the moment, and there's a bright round thing up there somewhere.