Can't bank on it

Fooled into thinking it'd be a good day to do some tidying in the garden, I thought I'd take a flask out with me. 

Mr Smith got me this one more than a few years back. Looking at it, I was surprised to discover today was the anniversary of the inaugural run of Flying Scotsman (ninety-five years ago, apparently).  Some coincidence. 

Anyway, didn't get a chance to make the most of it: not long after I got outside, the traditional bank holiday weather descended.