What timing! Just as I pulled up at the outer-most fuel pump, it started. Instant downpour. The type that soaks through jeans and leather boots in seconds. It started before I got out of the car, fortunately, so I was able to get my raincoat and only get drenched from the waist down
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We've bailed and sponged more than 10 litres from our backdoor (inside!) already. The freaky thing is the speed - we're checking it regularly and it will literally be a case of Check, Everything Okay, Go Away For Ten Minutes, Come Back To Needing To Bail Again.
Don't think I've really seen a summer downpour like this since the late '80s.
The Astor has been tweeting about the river forming outside its doors on Chapel Street and moist patrons...
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