So I fell for it. All that shutyerdoors-closeyerwindows-preparetodieofheatstroke crap.

I got up this morning, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt for the dog walk - and raindrops fell on my head.

But only a few, and it was muggy and glimpses of blue sky could be seen.

So - still believing - I did three loads of washing. Duvets, towels, winter clothes to put away...

And then it rained. And rained. And rained a bit more. All afternoon.

Result - a house in which every surface is festooned with damp washing.

NOT EVERYONE HAS A WIMBLEDON ROOF OVER THE GARDEN, YOU KNOW!