Never mind the rain gauges this summer, the locals on the Isles of Scilly have been anxiously watching the wells
The cast had offered to plough on, but the audience was completely drenched (as were the cast and costumes). Shame.
On a personal level this has been a truly memorable summer – our middle son married the girl of his dreams (yes, it turned out she did exist) in the City of London, and the farmer and I hired a houseboat near Tower Bridge which became the wedding hub before and after. Lucky I’m in catering…
Shortly after that, also in London, our eldest son and his wife had twin girls. What a joy. One is named after my daughterin-law’s favourite fictional