When a nasty looking shower came by at the end of the work day, I decided to work on for a bit. Thirty minutes later, I togged up with the cycling gear and headed for the door, only to discover another one was about to start. "Think I'll wait a bit longer..."

Only a few spot s on the cycle home, but there were some huge puddles to avoid. The wild gusting wind on the Kessock bridge, was strong enough to persuade me to walk most of the way across it.

Of course at home, it looked there had only been a very light shower...