Old soak?’

I really should have taken note of the thunderous black clouds above and beyond the marram grass… but on I strolled, deep in thought, shallow in sense… the sky burst open and I was far enough from shelter to get liberally soaked. 20 mins later I was standing and steaming in front of a chortling semi-niece, armed with a hair dryer and blasting me drier before a steaming dinner… good grief!!