but it pours.
Yesterday I finally thought that spring had come. However, this morning as we drove into Macclesfield (to buy a lawnmower to replace the one that departed this planet in a puff of smoke yesterday) the roads were supersaturated. The car steamed up as we drove through almost horizontal rain (I might be exaggerating) and the temperature fell below the triple-point.
What with the double dip recession, the attempted parliamentary beating up of Hunt I think this might be a good time for me to emigrate. Any offers?