It's not actually raining, just metaphorically. Paco has announced he is leaving for France in September to embark on a six month cooking course.
I am very bored. This is not good. This is the second day, and I dreamed of a recently departed friend who was still trying to do up his house even in the dream, and his wife was still apologising for the sheets of plywood balanced on the beams. Not for me dreams of splitting the atom or discovering DNA. Although I do have regular dreams of going through universes at mind boggling speed.