Jubilee Sunday.
It rains.
We have a flag on the door and bunting across the ceiling.
It rains.
Luckily Mr M had cut the grass yesterday:
(cool eh? my idea)
It rains some more.
We have a flag as tablecloths and Union Jack napkins.
It rains.
We update our wall of pictures in the kitchen:
We have lunch. Inside.
It rains.
The Queen is still on the Royal Barge on the Thames.
And it's still raining.
