Bear with me, I'm probably going to be going on about it for awhile...
Since I moved in here on Tuesday we've been having spring rains.
Been having some trouble sleeping (adjusting to a new place is always a challenge) and last night I thought I heard the mutter of a TV coming from somewhere in the house.
Turns out it was the rain on the roof and gurgling through the 100-year-old copper gutters.
I've missed that sound. Not something you hear much living in a concrete box.