Forecast was for no rain this week.
As we sat down to dinner on the upper terrace, the wind changed and a swarm of flies arrived.
Within minutes, it was spitting large raindrops.
To our east, we could see rain teeming off the low clouds.
We took our plates and glasses inside, closing all the veluxes.
As we sat down at the table....
The rain passed over us.
Not over-impressed.