This morning, being a Saturday, I decided I'd treat Cassie to a long walk.
The footpaths were slightly muddier than usual & I detoured from the path a bit in the cow field. When I came to the bridge over the mill stream it was flowing really fast & high underneath, but then I turned off the bridge & discovered the stream had broken its banks & the newly laid path was under water. It grew steadily worse, topping my walking boots, until I reached the steps up from it. Cassie, who isn't a fan of puddles, wasn't happy. The stream had spread across the next bridge, so I decided on taking the steps up onto the old railway.
And I see from the radar we can expect more rain