If aliens had visited Earth on this particular day, and visited Cheshire also in particular, they would have spent the day much as did I – on my back, watching the clouds form up and go by. If by some chance they had arrived the day afterwards (and they’re not due for another week according to my diary) they’d have been more likely to have told me what a dull little planet I live on, and to have made excuses and left swiftly (do the Borg leave the gas on with something in the oven?).
If the Borg Collective have taught us one thing it is to telephone ahead to check on the local weather before visiting, thus avoiding meteorological, climatological and picnic-opportunity disappointment.
This was one of those odd, unexpected days that spent a lot of its time being outrageously clothed in clear blue sky and sunshine, amazingly so…
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