Hand in glove

Whenever I put on a pair of gloves that have been hanging around the shed for a while, I check for spiders.

I always feel slightly foolish doing it. But today there was a huge one lurking in one of these.

Every time I left the house today, it started raining. I felt like the guy in a Douglas Adams novel who, unbeknownst to him, is actually a rain god.

As a result the clouds can’t resist following him everywhere.