For a rainy day.
Darlings, it’s raining cats and dogs. Both refuse to go out. As long as one isn’t on ones way to somewhere smart there is nothing more refreshing or in fact romantic than a walk in the rain.
I have not lost the plot .
There are probably more wellies in Chez Lee than knickers and most of them mine. An F.F has moved somewhere GINORMOUS and has her very own boot room. I am green.
One has had more than ones fair share of drips and countless umbrellas too.
The best by far got plenty of admiration as it twinkled with stars at night. Not the drip the brolly.
Isn’t this darling?
From Lulu Guinness
Don’t you just long to be kissed like this??
Singing in the rain is good too x