It is 8.15 a.m. Sunday and the flat is very warm and humid. Blobs of rain have been falling very regularly all night and the loudest sound is of it hitting the airconditioner in the window. But it all feels a bit constipated..like it is dying to let loose. The news is constant on the TV and the net and reports of the size of the Lady vary by the minute. I still wouldn't consider going outside and I haven't seen anyone on the street.