I'm sitting at home resting my knee (think it's mild tendonitis) and looking out on a rare sight: a garden bathed in sunlight. After all the heavy summer rainfall (what extreme weather we're now having in the UK - mild winters, spring drought) the garden's turned into a kind of vegetational leviathan. I know for sure, though, that come a day - hopefully sooner rather than later - of pain-free knees and wall-to-wall sunshine, I won't want to hack about at plants. I'll just want to go for a walk. (My wife may have other ideas!) Yet I look back on walks past and realise I've had many enjoyable ones in the rain. You have to embrace the weather not fight it. Talking of which, wonder how you're getting on in Scotland during the downpours, John Hee?!