It has been a strange Monday. A great big thick, heavy with water cloud has sat on the mountain all day and it has bucketed down. Naturally that put paid to my walk. The good thing about that was that I could spend a little more time with Valentino and get to grips with a bit of staccato. After that it was time for the Flowers of Crete Committee meeting and by the time I had practiced piano and made tea it was dark outside and everybody with any sense snug and warm in their houses. Which is just where I am about to go. And it's STILL raining.