Mud Mud Glorious Mud

I am sure Malcolm has told every one that he once taught Natasha & Rachel Swan daughters of Donald. Anyway the weather broke today with a tremendous thunderstorm which triggered another mud slide down Abigail's street, just as the tour de France was passing the end of the road. We were not going to risk standing out side to watch so I tried to get a photo from the saftey of the garage but they were too fast. I did get a photo of the fire truck cleaning up from the study window. Emilie ignored all the excitement and thought I was quite mad rushing around with the camera.