First meeting with the client today. I left the flat mid-morning for the ten minute walk to Reading station. As I stepped on to the Thames-side path the skies opened and I was engulfed by torrential rain slammed into my very body by extreme gusts of wind.
It's strange walking through the ricochets of fast-impact raindrops on the pavement; like walking through long grass. My socks were soon soaked; my shoes provided no protection. I haven't been so wet since arduous training with the army cadets in Snowdonia (the 1960s).
I had partially dried out by the time we met with the client ...
