It is a cold and wet day in Ohio, admittedly a long ways off from England, but we share in the task at hand which is to keep dry and warm.
Locating an umbrella will be the first order of the day. This morning I opened my 3rd umbrella of this year- one broken on its first outing and another (my favourite) lost in the hubbub of my son’s first day of college (alas, not a red brick institution).
This new umbrella is nothing like the one I’m sure Miss Marple would have owned- so my first task as a student of all things Marple will be to cruise the internet and search out the perfect English brolly. Miss Marple would have inquired at a milliners, I’m sure, or perhaps ordered by catalogue.