It seemed like a good plan, when we left home this evening and drove towards Cambridge the sun was shining, although there were dark clouds in the distance we could see brightness beyond them. We arrived and parked just around the corner from King's College Gardens, carried our picnic into the garden and settled down on a bench next to a colourful flower bed to eat our picnic before seeing the performance of Henry V.
We had just started munching our cheese and onion pie when we felt a few spots of rain, "It'll blow over" we said. When the rain got a little heavier we retreated to the cover of a large Lime tree where we settled down on some convenient chairs and waited for the rain to ease up.
But it didn't, it got heavier! The girls who had arrived to sell tickets for the play ran for cover and joined us under the tree with the other picnickers.
The rain got much, much heavier; so heavy that the tree gave us no protection at all from the monsoon-like deluge. We were soaked, the picnic was getting soaked, it was time to call it quits and run back to the car carrying our soggy possessions.
The camera got stuffed into my bag so you'll just have to imagine the next scene as we ran around the corner through ankle deep puddles, water was spurting out of the drain-covers in the road like fountains!
Back at home – would you believe it – it had hardly rained at all!
We spread the salvaged remains of our picnic onto a tray and put it onto the table – not quite what we'd planned! But it still tasted pretty good.
Maybe we'll try again tomorrow night?
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