The rain drains from the old Holmsley airfield on Plain Heath down through collects, feeding rivulets themselves feeding streams. It's wet again today, rain punctuated by heavy showers sort of wet. Not conditions of choice, though still with plenty to offer. Dressed up for it you're okay, you need the hatches battened down mind. I find walking dressed against the weather odd, your field of vision is restricted, and your hearing muffled, it's like you're looking out of a spacesuit or some such.
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