WWW (Wet Wet Wet)

Have you ever been so wet, that when you get home and get your wet kit off, even your underwear is soaked? Since most of my readers are either geocachers or keen walkers I guess the answer will be “Yes”, but you’re getting today’s tale anyway…

I belong to an organisation called Raynet. The organisation was born out of the disastrous East coast floods of 1953, where many lives were lost: The death toll would have been much worse, had it not been for a group of local radio amateurs who got together, passing messages about where the problems were, and who needed rescuing. Anyway, Raynet now exists to provide communications support to the emergency services, and we also do the comms at local events. Today our group was at the Rockbourne Horse Ride, and the rain was horizontal! I was supposed to be doing organiser liaison, just wandering around and talking to people, but I ended up on a checkpoint getting wet. Much mud abounded – Omally would have loved it – and several cars and horse boxes ended up being towed out by a big tractor!

Then I drove home, stopping at the car wash on the way. I hosed out the wheel arches, so if you live in West Totton, sorry – it’s my fault your drains are clogged.

And now it’s chinese takeaway time…

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