|Hailstorm. That's a no-go for bbqing in the garden...|
Yesterday we went to our supervisor's place for a bbq and were greeted by a violent hailstorm. He was just showing us something in the garage when all hell broke loose and thousands of icy balls started crashing on the corrugated iron on the roof. This is what it must have been like in London during Nazi air raids in WW2.
|Quite a moony morning this morning... Scary.|
According to the locals, it hadn't snowed in Blenheim for fifteen years. Aren't we lucky to be here just for the comeback!?