This is me walking up the hill in our garden, moments before the thunderstorm above hits… and moments before Lizzie (who’s holding the camera) shouts at me:
‘Put that spade down, you fucking idiot! I just saw lightning!’
Why am I holding a metal spade in a thunder and lightning storm, you might be wondering?
Well… it was lying on the ground nearby, so I thought it might be a good idea to pick it up and put it away.
It probably wasn’t a great idea, with hindsight (just another example of how shit I am at dealing with our garden – and country life in general).
Anyway, I’ve lived to tell the tale, fortunately.
This time.
June 2023
P. D. Clifton 
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