Dang!

 I woke with a light cough in the morning, probably thanks to the aircon I had turned on, when daughter and I had a long talk in the bedroom. No big thing, I thought. But then, after doing exactly nothing I had intended to do (it was raining almost non-stop, so no work in the garden possible) I ate lunch then drove to sister's flat. She's in the process of clearing out things my mother has hoarded- photos, old letters and the like. She found more boxes to look through in the guestroom, and my cough got worse and worse. And all of a sudden breathing became really hard, and my sister dashed to my car, where I had my asthmy spray. Didn't even know that there'd be house dust mites in those letters! We stopped then, I did rest a bit on their coach then got a cup of tea and cake as a consolation. Afterwards I
brought sis and her husband to a shop, where the two were able to buy a new mobile for brother-in-law. His got destroyed by rain the day before- phone had been in his trouser pocket, when they had been out in an apocalyptic rainfall. BTW, at the moment we are at the fifth thunderstorm of the day. It's practically rumbling since lunch time, with short pauses in between. What a strange summer...