I think I have hit a low point. Something that was so trivial set me off firstly in a temper and then upset and tearful. I had a lineful of washing that was on the way to being dry. The next thing I saw it was pouring with rain, too much to rescue it. I waited until it stopped and brought it in, soaking wet, put in the washing machine to spin it again and went upstairs to get hangers so that I could dry it indoors. The hangers got caught around each other as hangers do and I ended up throwing them across the room. I then disolved in floods of tears. Is this something that happens to others I wonder? This wretched disease has so much to answer for. Most of the time I can cope but just a little thing has sent me into a tailspin.