Wet Wooler

Wooler Water is the name of the river that passes through the town but that could have applied equally to the streets as the incessant rain meant the only walking done in Northumberland today was from the Tankerville Arms to the Terrace Café in the town centre for a convivial pot of tea and cakes for six; even that short outing left my coat and shoes wet enough to need the ministrations of a radiator, though the hair-dryer proved a quicker fix for the hat.