Despite legends about London’s raininess, there hasn’t been much rain at all over the past two years or so. Today was the first time in two months when it rained a bit while I was walking home from the nursery with Ingrid. I don’t even pack an umbrella any more. In fact I lived with a dying umbrella for years and only bought a new one this spring, because it seemed like a good idea to have one for when I’m wearing Ingrid.