Yesterday was my younger son's 18th birthday.
To celebrate he went out for a long walk with Fegrig and the dogs (amongst other things).
And then, from nothing it seemed, there was a huge thunderclap, the power went off in the house for a couple of minutes and it began to rain.
And it rained.
And it rained.
And it rained.
And it rained.
And it rained.
And there were hailstones, lots of hailstones.
The signals at the station failed which brings down the barriers and they wouldn't go back up (safety thing).
The drains were so full the manhole covers got pushed up by the force of the water and lay askew on the road.
They eventually reappeared, grinning and a little damp.
And what did I do?
I took terrible, out of focus pictures of a heap of cashmere.
We had planned to go out for dinner with sons and grandparents, but the restaurant had to close because their circuitboard got flooded. So we went here instead.
A good time was had by all.
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