No, of course it flippin' well didn't!
This is England.
This morning actually dawned gun-metal grey with torrential rain, high winds and the occasional incredibly violent shower of hail.
Natch.
It is June, after all, so we should expect it.......
However, as I peered through the raindrop-stained window, I saw this little flotilla heading through the lock....
The storm-lashed pontoon at the lock was full of the little yachts, so some were even circling as they waited for the gate to open.....
WHY?
What the heck do they know that we don't??????
I don't like it, Carruthers........
We have gathered in the cats two by two, have battened down as best we can, and await the impending tsunami.......
Eek!
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