This picture pretty much sums up the weather we’ve had all week. Rain when we were in the car, and sun whenever we got anywhere. This was the one instance when we got both at the same time. Nothing could have been timed better.
So today, Thursday, we turned the car properly south and headed home by way of Barnard Castle, another town with family connections. I don’t think I’d been before, but it was pleasant enough. We had stupidly cheap tea and cakes down by the butter market (cake each and tea each for about the same price as an expensive London coffee full of froth), took pictures of the castle, then headed home, by way of Leeds and Lincoln, a detour around some docks for little apparent reason, a loo break at Grantham, and a final heavy downpour.
Our northern exposure over, we head back to London tomorrow. Not for work, as luck would have it, but to walk the Olympic Park before it’s finally closed off on Monday to develop the stadium and peripheral buildings.
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It’s rare to get a photo that so clearly shows how much brighter the sky is inside the rainbow than outside. That’s a great pic!
A former physics tutor of mine was obsessed with pictures of rainbows, for no reason I could fathom. He had a superb picture of one taken out of a plane window; with no horizon, it was a perfect circle.