The last couple of days we've had absolutely perfect weather, so of course back of midnight last night the father & mother of a thunderstorm moved in and had me powering down the router, unplugging computers and turning off the UPS. Fierce downpour & wind for about half an hour before it moved on. Then an hour later a second wave came in, that one loud enough to wake up MrsT. Nothing, however, was enough to stop the village-harvest knees- & piss-up, so we had thudaceous muzak throbbing out of the village hall until about 3 am.
We've just had another cloudburst through, thick enough to grey out the houses across the street. I noticed that the bods playing football at the pitch half a k down the road kept going through it. Ref's whistle must have been gurgling.
