It Just Comes Pouring Down

You've got to love the west country. There was a river running through my shoes at the bus stop...

Why does it always rain on me?

I suppose it's because I moved to the west country...

I realise I'm setting a dangerous precedent here by including two pictures, but they both fit well today. Bristol was lovely and sunny when I set off for the bus this morning but typically things took a turn for the worse on the way home and I got a bit on the wet side, just like this poppy.