But that was an exceptional case - most of that fell in a brief half-hour period as the result of an incredible storm. Nothing that we have had since has ever come close.
And when I took the stats at 22:00 as usual I recorded 36.5mm of rain in that 24-hour period. And that's the most rain that's fallen here (apart from 11th September 2008) by a country mile.
My hardstanding has a river running down it right now as water cascades from just about everywhere in the neighbourhood. It's like a sponge.
Clearly working outside was impossible so after lunch I did some work in the bedroom but knocked off early as it was far too dark to see anything.
The weather really was that depressing.
We get to see plenty of wildlife here, deer and all that kind of thing. But I never normally have the camera with me. But today I did, quite luckily, and I was able to stand and watch, and reel off a pile of shots as a small fox played "pouncy pussy" with an object in the field.
So absorbed was it with what it was doing that it didn't notice me there so I watched, getting soaking wet in the process, as it rounded up and then captured its latest meal. I really don't know who was the more absorbed, me or the fox. But it was interesting all the same.
I think that foxes are beautiful and I just don't know why it is that people want to hunt and kill them. And in my book, huntsmen who dress up in ridiculous garments and set a pack of dogs on an animal like this and tear it to bits as a public spectacle are on roughly the same social level as paedophiles if you ask me. I think that they are all thoroughly sick in the head.
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