Windsurfers in the gloom.

A dark, overcast morning with a light rain meant that my early morning walk with the dogs was more of a scuttle with shoulders hunched against the rain than a sprightly trot. I did, though, manage to walk as far as Norman Cook's house (aka Fat Boy Slim). I was going to blip a photo of his home but decided that a picture of these waterspout stalwarts was a little more interesting.