After 2 days confined to Barracks, by the foulest weather on record, we decided we should celebrate a modest premium bond tickle.
Uber to a fairly remote restaurant in impenetrable rain.
Place packed to celebrate the local saints day.
Then the real deluge started.
We couldn't hear the Fado Singers, for the roar of the rainfall. Thought it could be a lock in.
We Ubered back ,during a slight lull.
The storm continued until 10 am.
Its like somebody flicked a switch...
Deep Midwinter to instant Spring
Hope they don't flip it back again.