BBC weather forecast right then.

Lashing down here.

Fortunately set off for my Saturday run at 7am so missed worst of it.

I was meant to think about PhD while I plodded my way down the river, but I forgot. I was too busy going 'ooh my thighs hurt' after about 10 minutes and listening to Muse on the beloved ipod.

This is what happens when you go on holiday and don't run for about three weeks.

Still, saw a baby bunny and a heron, so that's always cheering and distracting from pondering whether your bottom can actually just fall off, it's so tierd.

Right - day of domestic goddessing for me. Can't get in the garden so I'm cleaning the house.