We parked the car and the heavens opened. Not just rain, but hail too. So we sat and waited for the weather to pass. This was not what Tilly had in mind when she undertook to go for a walk this bank holiday Saturday morning!
We eventually set off. The wind was cold and full of spits and spots of rain, but the trees provided some cover.
I don't normally include the cement kilns near Dunbar in my photos, but today the plume of steam looked very dramatic and I thought it would have been churlish to ignore it!
The Lammermuir Hills were swathed in cloud and rain, but eventually it all cleared away and the light lifted.
The rest of our walk was fine and dry. We walked along the beach, through some pine trees to my favourite beach at Ravensheugh, and back through the woods to the car.
On the way home I went into the village to make the Saturday morning purchase of eggs for the Sunday morning breakfast, and, amid a hailstorm, on to the village shop for the newspaper. When I came out of the shop, an elderly lady was bemoaning the fact that the seat of her mobility scooter was like a small swimming pool. "Look what I've got to sit on. I'm going to get a wet bottom" she said, trying to wipe the water away with a small plastic bag. I offered to go and find something in the car for her to sit on. I reached the car and turned round to see her heading off down the street, standing up on her scooter, like a Roman charioteer!