Rain.

It's been a day of prolonged showers and some sunshine. I popped out to post a card during one of the sunny spells and took some photos along the way. I don't think the figs on the tree below will be ripening, such a shame.

There is little character in the houses of our estate though some gardens aren't bad. Nicer is the view of the hills seen between the houses.

I was working on my project in the sitting room when a visitor put his face up at the window. I've seen this friendly cat a couple of times and with his white paws and bib I've named him Pretty Boy. He's still got a kitten like squeak and he's so friendly that when I bent down to stroke him he bopped my hand and then turned a somersault as he threw himself to the floor so I could tickle his tummy. Our two were fast asleep in the sitting room. Pretty Boy wanted to come in but I drew the line at that.

The boiler man came this morning but after making him a cup of coffee I left him to Peter.