It's 39 degrees in the Fen ( I'm not a luddite!) and it has only just stopped raining since I got up at 4.30am.
On the plus side I love walking in the rain so Mr pda and myself got togged out this morning and went for a 4/5 mile walk around the local footpaths.
Listening to the rain was wonderful but the mud in the Fen is like nowhere else I've ever known. The local name for it is slub and you have to see it to understand why.
Came back soaked to the skin from mid thigh downwards with the icy biting wind that never stops and a tad dissapointed to find that we seemed to meet half the village doing the same as us.
The whole attraction of walking in the rain is that all sensible peole stay indoors and the solitude is bliss.
Pat
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