Actually, it wasn’t all wet, it was a case of rain one minute and sunshine the next. I’ve always said April weather can be changeable, and it’s certainly been that this year, as was March. There’s more rain to come, apparently, and it’ll be colder, but then warmer, then cloudy, windy… You know how it goes.
Since we painted the bathroom flat roof and had the ceiling replastered, we’ve not had any problem with rainwater coming through. Instead, the leak has moved to the porch, and can I find it? Can I buffalo. When it rains and there is no wind, the water runs down the wall, but when the wind is in the right direction, there’s no leak at all. Odd. Then, there are no obvious cracks in the stonework and rendering, though we’ve painted them with ‘plastic’ paint anyway. That only leaves the tiles on the sloping roof, and they seem okay, but I’m not a roofer. Possibly, the rain’s getting in elsewhere and running along to the wall only to find no way to go but down, but… Well, it’s a case of putting down an old towel or two and not worrying about it, as it’s outside/inside and not inside/inside. Anyway, that’s what happens here when it rains as it has been doing a lot of late.
Because of that, I didn’t go far from home over the weekend, favouring instead to stay in and research dentistry in the late 1800s, trawl some newspapers of the time for prices and adverts, and continue with my next mystery. I have no plans for anything different today, either, though Wednesday will be a day for lots of walking because we will be in Rhodes, and it’s so much easier to walk around there than it is here. (No steps and not many hills in the new town.) Hopefully, it won’t be raining.
