I went to the post oriface earlier. When I left the house it was warm and muggy. By the time I got to the Raddlebarn River (which was fast-flowing and foamy, with the 4x4 drivers dodging the floating fridges[1]) I was gloriously soaked to the skin (for those not familiar with Silly Oak, this is about a two minute ride). By the time I'd locked my bike up a few minutes later, I was actually cold.
The address on the parcel I was carrying would have been chromatography if it hadn't been laser printed. And that's just from the time it took to extract it from the trailer, put a mask on and walk the 10 metres or so to the door.
It's calmed down and had a bit of light rain since, and is now warming up and drying out.
[1] This statement may contain lies or traces of lies.