The weather was on the whole magnificent. When it did rain, it was good enough to do so at night (and on at least one night served well in keeping disruptive local youth - yes, in Stratford - away.
There was one exception though. Braunston, Saturday June 28th, on the morning parade. The only time I have been wetter while fully clothed was when I fell in at Droitwich.
Thanks to Sarah of Algonquin for the photo
Never mind. It was a good opportunity to don my sou'wester in front of an appreciative audience and demonstrate general indomitability.
Because it was a Grand Union year, we got to tie up in the Arm, where it was still raining.
When we got back, the rain had just about stopped.