And did it stop me going out? Of course not.
I love being out in bad weather, as long as I've got warm and waterproof stuff on. Today I didn't need the warm, but the neon kag had to make a sexy appearance as the rain was absolutely ferocious this morning, raindrops seemingly bouncing back centimetres into the air after they blattered onto my drive way.
Where else to go but to the park, listening to the radio all the while, happy as anything insulated like a pupa.
The buildings take on a darker appearance in grey wet skies, making them seem older and more venerable, and also more vulnerable, as so many of our town's buildings, like the Corn Exchange you see next to the river, are being allowed to moulder away because of the cost of restoration.
Ha. Burtons will probably be next.
At least their wild gardens look nice while they decay, overgrown havens away from terrible new builds.
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