Sunday, July 26
Today was supposed to be the Day of the Storm, but nothing much happened.
It was raining hard when we woke up and it was windy, but it didn’t rain that much and it wasn’t that windy. Either it turned left and headed for Sweden, or it was a meteorologist’s joke.
Now it has stopped and I am walking around the garden to see if has left any lasting effects. It hasn’t. The leaves are wet though.
In the afternoon Irma will go to see her therapist Hannu, and I will repaint the toilet. Since it is quite small and more or less filled by the toilet and sink, this will be a lengthy and awkward process.
Irritatingly it will need two coats.