Okay, so I’ve fallen out of favour with the weather gods. I made it as far as Clapham Junction then ahead of me was the blackest cloud I have ever seen. Then I heard a crack of thunder and saw forks of lightning ahead of me.
Luckily the wind was with me and the cloud was moving away. Alas it was not moving fast enough because as I cycled down Vassal Road the heavens opened. Think torrential downpour, add large hailstones and you’re almost there. I could hardly see where I was going and the hailstones were pinging into my eyes.
Soon the road literally turned into a river. I found myself almost up to my pedals in water. I gamely struggled on and made it home in just over an hour completely soaked. My waterproof socks failed miserably in such conditions and just filled with the water that ran down my legs 🙁