Kath had suggested that there was 50% of rain today. Ah, I thought a 50% chance that the bucket in my garden would be half full of lovely rainwater when I get back, enough to wash off my bike before it is tucked up in the shed. The continual delays along Traffic Light Lane meant I was a little late arriving at Union Corner. Had Kath’s forecast put off those who normally congregate here or had they already departed for […] Read More