Go Wet Young Man
Oh, ha-ha. Rub it in why don't you.*
Thought I'd dodged that today, the predicted deluge. Hadn't been a drop of rain by lunchtime. Made up for it by knocking-off time though.
Had it all this week; first frosts, fog, now the rain. I pity anyone heading out on any long distance cycles this week. They'd be mad.
There's a rather pungent smell of wet dug chasing the fruity aroma of the Thursday night red wine. Hope that's gone by morning so I can go out and do it all again (both the getting wet and the wine drinking).
*And, no, I didn't knock off the letter 'S' on this sign just to get a blip. Honestly officer.
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