Not nice

I'd forgotten what truly horrible weather was like. This was the most horrible day's weather since the same time last year. Perhaps.

Most of the day was spent in the dry inside Bluewater Shopping Centre where the sedated inmates wandered listless to the accompaniment of warm porridge, otherwise known as in-store muzak.

As the evening rush hour loomed we tried to kill time drinking coffee in the John Lewis café overlooking the massive parking lot. We still started for home too soon and the drive was 30 miles of spray endurance from the wheels of trucks.