Incy Wincy Spider

I don’t know what possessed Ian to leave the house on Thursday, but he did.  He rarely goes out the back of the house (no cars there) so to do it in rain seemed most uncharacteristic, but go out he did.

Come to think of it, he was probably going out to call me in.  Friends had arrived and I was out picking soggy mulberries for a crumble mulberry cake (yum). 

Whatever Ian saw in that brief visit, he passed me on my way into the house on his way out and then he was gone for the next couple of hours.  I spotted a ladder briefly then spied the man himself from the kitchen window as I made coffee, but that was it - sightings as fleeting as those of our hedgehog.

It turned out that the torrential rain had reminded him that the gutters need some work.  He’d already celebrated the arrival of the new ladder by getting down the small forests sprouting from various points in the guttering (photo op missed), but it really takes rain to show you where the problems are.  And they were everywhere.  In particular he found that the rotting bathroom window downstairs is because the join in the gutter immediately above is not sealed.

I feel rather shamefaced that I don’t know what else he repaired, but I do know he was the unsung hero of that rainy day.  My coffee was good and the mulberry cake delicious!