On the way back home today(on the very day that Gordon Brown becomes the new Prime Minister) there was a massive cloudburst. I was just cycling past Peckham Rye station when the clouds started to look very ominous. A few fat drops fell then the whole lot dumped it’s load. Within seconds I was drenched. Well my head and shorts and shoes were drenched. My trunk was nice and cosy inside my Altura Nevis jacket. It was quite exhilarating I have to say. The only real downside was that I had to take off my glasses to see where I was going.
I can’t remember when a June was so wet. It seems to have been raining constantly for weeks. Good for the garden though. Our parched back garden has turned from a lifeless wheat colour to a nice green bed of young grass shoots.
I’m not sure if I’ll cycle tomorrow. I’ll see how the weather pans out.