My first enthusiasm for a bit of rain to make the garden grow wore off by Tuesday afternoon. By midday yesterday, I was Gloom personified. Deafened by drumming rain for what seemed hours.

And if you were too, then I apologise. Because it was entirely my fault you had such a rain-sodden day. You see, I booked a hair appointment for yesterday afternoon. And we all know what that means, don't we? Oh yes. I pay the hairdresser 80 quid so I can return home from the salon looking like I've been swimming.

But - lean closer, because I need to whisper this - I fooled the weather! Under cover of drumming rain and howling wind, I rearranged my hair appointment for today and it is sunny!

For now.

Cue Hurricane Henrietta Hair-raiser.