A very close & humid day today, but sunshine too, so off I cycled to the Hill where I saw retired Maureen. “I’ve been picking redcurrants – come & help yourself!” she invited.
Thunder rumbled ominously & we picked half a bucket each before having to retire to the shelter of her car as the rain came down.
We chatted for half an hour without let up, & she kindly offered to run me home – it still coming down cats & dogs. I wheeled the bike up to the cover of the polytunnel, & by then soaked through*, I gratefully accepted the lift.
Of course five minutes after getting home, the sky cleared…
*that's not hair-a-bit-damp, wish-I-had-a-brolly soaked through, this was wring-out-your-clothes, dunked-in-a-pond soaked through.