Bucket

Yes, rain. Chanced it on the way to the shop that the rain wouldn't get much beyond the very light spitting that it was doing when I left the house but I took my coat just in case and it was as well I did since it decided to up its game just as I was turning into the village. 

Just at the junction sat a car, a police car and a poor cyclist, sitting on the grass. Hard to know what had happened but since one copper was talking to a young guy, I'd speculate that the guy on the bike (togged up in hi-vis and helmet, in case it matters) was cycling along the road and the driver (who I'm assuming is the young guy and not his maw), keen to make his turn, saw no cars coming but didn't see the bike (in spite of the aforementioned hi-vis, which makes no fucking difference anyway if no one's looking) and drove into him. He was OK. I asked and he said he was. Didn't look it. Nothing broken, I guess but he looked very shaken (as well he might). Hopefully, one gets done and the other gets a new bike.

The sheep seemed unperturbed and the local Facebook says it's been reported to the farmer though I imagine it's a big of bugger to catch one sheep, bucket or no.