My southern friends and relatives keep moaning about the rain. Based in Manchester, it has seemed no worse (maybe even better?) than usual so I'm not sure whether I'm just used to it or if the south is getting it all this year.
I did glutes and hams day 33 this morning and I think I went too light on the weights as it was pretty easy, so much so when my neighbour asked if I fancied a run at lunchtime I took him up on it.
That's annoying about the wardrobe man. I much prefer the trades who manage their schedules precisely, and if they are likely to move you around, let you know that they might do that instead of just giving you a shit excuse.