Literary Refuge

Went to visit my friend Claire in Oakington and take over some bits and bobs for her boys.  We had a long overdue catch-up and had just gone our separate ways following coffee and cake when the heavens opened.  I dived into a telephone box - which had been turned into micro library and apparently Claire took shelter in a bus stop.  However, both of us got very wet.

Then there was bright sunshine 20 minutes later on the way home... (see extra).