Why doesn't it always rain on me?

They say there's no such thing as bad weather, only unsuitable clothing and I have to agree. Also being Welsh, persistent showers are actually my kind of environment, so I made the most of the opportunity to dig out my much under-utilised (London is soo dry... no, really) waterproof socks.

The mission for the lovely Miss A was nice and straightforward - a quick trip to post a package at a nearby post office and to pick up a couple of bits from an even nearer supermarket. She was very grateful for the help and especially in the rain, I said I didn't mind at all, but spared her the detail of my socks.