Peter Burgess said:
And there was flooding in the North West too. Perhaps there were problems in Derbyshire or the Dales?
So after boiling hot all day, I decide to go spot-holing in the evening up to Thirst House cave. Naturally, I just wore a T-Shirt, trainers and jeans. It was a nice evening after all....
Well it drizzled on the walk up, and soaked the vegetation, so my legs were soaked by the time I got there. By the time I cam out it was truly pi55ing down. I was soaked to the skin in 50 yards. Then the lightning started. Now I'm not a girlie scarred of lighning type, but this was serious tree's crackling purple halo sort of lightning. Still with a light and wire on my head at least I had a built in lightning conductor, at least as far as my gonads. Then a sheep jumped out in front of me and scarred my sh....le55, then I trod on a toad - bad karma.... then I tripped over face first into a load on nettles - nice, and hurt my ankle as a bonus.
By the time I got back to the car I was in a reet mess and did a tadge of therapy swearing. Of course, I had no spare clothes.
The day was however, redeemed on a flooded road in Darley Dale, where I watched a police motorcyle ride into a foot deep water and gently fell over......
Got back home in time for tea and medals.