Why I love rain.

An appropriate amount of it, at least.

This week I’ve been in the Peak District, a particularly stunning part of the UK known for its rolling hills and stone houses. The days have been simple: wake up; eat breakfast; walk; eat lunch; walk; read; go to sleep. I’ve also managed to sprinkle some visits to second-hand bookshops and an icy wild swim in there too.

The wildlife has been splendid. Ga…