It was dreadful day weather wise again almost muggy but with black heavy clouds threatening something. It held out until we were at the bus stop coming home. Then the cloud burst and down it came, so hard that it made a river of the road in front of us. It hit the street so hard it bounced up again.
The really strange thing was they had hardly had any when we go to Cotgrave.
Work had been busy, but had tapered off quite quickly at the end.
Charlotte came round for a coffee and we finished watching the Australian Traitors. Without spoilers, the one thing I will say about the whole concept of these type of shows is that basically it boils down to what some people will do for money. And ultimately when a Traitor wins it would make you ( in real life) not trust that person, because you've just watched that person look 24 people in the eye and lie to them. Quite the deceiver.
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