The weekend papers lead with stories about the record drought. This is a cue for rain. Not just any rain but a months worth in four hours. Repeated in the afternoon. And then again in the evening. A battleship grey day when you intone the phrase '' the garden needs it ".
Bob and Sophie's coats absorb twice their body weight in water. They then come inside and shake themselves dry in the kitchen. 'The Font' sighs and mutters something about the benefits of short haired dogs. Between downpours Bob stands on his stump seat and guards. Sophie looks ferocious ,or her approximation of ferocious, at the front gate.
The culture section of Le Figaro informs its readers that Britain comes to a halt every evening at 7.30 so its citizens can watch Coronation Street. Amazing what you learn about a country when you no longer live there.