A Trip To The Tip...

... and back.

I had stuff I needed rid of. The Mother had stuff she needed rid of. Bulky stuff that couldn't go out with the weekly rubbish. Stuff that could go into the recycling skips.

It was pouring down!

Couldn't put off any longer, I had to go.

After I had got nice and damp flinging the rubbish into the skips the sun came out. So much so that the water on the road ahead was rising as clouds of vapour. I stopped the car just too late to catch that but I was happy to mess about under the trees taking some shots.