“There’s nothing––absolutely nothing––half so much worth doing as messing about in boats.” (The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame).
It rained 132mm here last night, with the possibility of some more over the weekend. Lucky our house is higher than the road so water only comes in through the leaky roof, but I found the shop-keepers busy baling out when I splooshed my way across to the town centre this morning.