"Stop a moment, let me count you."

'Nother, necessary, trip up to Carlisle. 1st, potential, Blip was a shot of (almost) yer actual, genuine, SUN, which I glimpsed for all of two mins just after it rose. Next came a small rivulet running through Carlisle Market Square. Then we saw this lot, traipsing through the deluge in small groups, very like separate little classes of school kids.
As a result of a long, tedious, tale "Stop a moment, let me count you." has moved into the family vernacular, and it seemed somewhat pertinent under the circs.
The way back.