The UK has been baking under a harsh and pitiless sun for weeks now, with constant health warnings being issued about not venturing outside between 11am and 3pm.
Yesterday that ended, with a fearsome electrical storm and 89mm (3½”) of torrential, pelting rain falling in little more than an hour!
I hurried back to the bar to comfort Wilson, lest he be frightened by the thunder, but I needn’t have worried – I found him sleeping soundly.
Or to use the correct medical term, Passed Out.
I went to settle his bar tab, and the size of it assured me that at least, despite the heat, he was well hydrated…
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