I set myself a stack of jobs to do before the end of the day yesterday and I ended up caught outside in a very heavy rain shower before I was finished. I didn't want to stop what I was doing because I wanted to be home before 9.00 so I got soaked to the bone.
In a peverse way, it was very refreshing to be cold after running at boiling point all day. The hot shower at home afterwards was very comforting. Strangely it took me right back to school showers after rugby. I have had a number of showers in the intervening years but I have never had a flashback like that before. I think it must have been the temperature differential that triggered my memory last night, either that or the PE teacher who was standing in the bathroom in a tracksuit yelling at me to "do the nooks and crannies."

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