I think I shall rename D-i-l2; I'll use the Italian to refer to her. That's ... pause while I look it up ...
Nuora (according to google).
We went for a belated birthday lunch to the Sea Trout Inn in Staverton, a little village in the middle of nowhere. At one stage we thought we wouldn't get there as we faced a flood but, undeterred, Husband ploughed our way through it. The journey back was less eventful and as it had finally stopped raining we took a brisk walk around Brixham harbour.
Looking cold, with the Golden Hind replica in the background.
P.S. Very nice food at the Sea Trout.