Rode into town for the optician.
Got utterly soaked in freezing rain. Met Polly who said 'You're wet.'
Monday, February 26, 1990
11.45pm. Rain beating on the windows. Bedtime.
Friday, February 23, 1990
Utterly beautiful weather. The Chubday tomorrow too - great
coincidence. After lunch sat outside reading Sherlock Holmes; zapped down to Sainsburys again for wine owing to the
weather, drank it in the garden.
Thursday, February 22, 1990
Beautiful mild weather all day, like the Chubday of old.
Friday, February 16, 1990
Saw a really good/bright shooting star (the best yet) while waiting for the bus.
Sunday, February 11, 1990
At 5pm spent 90 minutes stuck at Manningtree, because the overhead cables'd blown down at Ipswich.
Thursday, February 08, 1990
Rode to campus in the evening - full moon, clear sky, fairly calm.
Wednesday, February 07, 1990
Very strong winds again. Will it ever end?
'Some notable storms on the 7-8, particularly affecting the Thames and Severn valleys.' [...]
Sunday, February 04, 1990
Undecided sort of weather all day.
Saturday, February 03, 1990
up at 10am again, but it was pissing down with rain and the sky was a filthy colour. But amazingly beautiful sunset about 4.30 after a whole day's rain and grey skies. An omen?
Friday, February 02, 1990
Beautiful day - sun, wind, blue sky, little white clouds.