At the weekend, we went to Southbank and the tide was right down. There was a proper concrete beach and everything. It was a clear day while we were outside and tipping down when we were inside, which is the right way round for things to be. Speaking of which, walking across Florence Park today, I went through a section of puddled section of path where rain was falling. It struck me as I hurried away (worried about being caught out in the rain) that there had been no rain falling before I went across that bit of path and now I was past it there was no rain falling. No umbrella, so I didn't go back to check, but can a rainstorm be that small? Somewhat slightly weird. Feeling a bit enmired. Embed codes is about that, and about where we live. Bigger comic on the click-through, as ever.