Just been out for what can only be described as an hour long dog squelchpaddlewade in monsoon like conditions.
Have brought most of the water that fell on to me in to the house, after my (usually very resistant) waterproofs reached saturation point at the halfway mark.
I knew I was doomed when I felt the layer between me and the falling tsunami become gradually heavier and I detected a tiny area of creeping coldness on my right shoulder.
You know – you think “am I imagining it?” for about a minute before the whole thing gives up the ghost and suddenly all the minute points of ingress join together in a party of failure and you are swamped.
The dogs had a blast.