Today I got wet. It was raining, a lot. The wind howled around me, blowing the cold air straight through my trousers. Wish I'd thought to put on my long johns!

(Crap Exhibit? Tate Modern London)

This is how I felt by about 10.30am. 

As the day progressed the weather did improve a bit, the rain stopped, the sun shone and the wind; well, that kept right on howling. Good drying weather.


By the time I got home, just after 5pm, I had dried out.

Every cloud has a silver lining,
shame the same can't be said for my trousers.

: )