I'd been at my parents, and was due to drive back to mine that afternoon. My dad was fretting about a winter storm later in the day, but I was feeling a bit lazy, and it is only October after all.
The first half of the drive was a little tricky - heavy rain and people in BMWs driving somewhat suicidally regardless - but as I joined the M25 by Heathrow the traffic slowed to about 20mph. The raindrops got progressively larger and more solid, and as I approached Watford I fancied I could see some snowflakes. And then... I couldn't see anything but snowflakes. My wipers were set to 'frantic' and soon enough staying in lane was mere guesswork.
Finally my car slalomed into Paradise City and I avoided some trees which, still yet to shed leaves and therefore surprised by the excess weight, had fallen across the road.
"It's bloody October!" I thought.
4 weeks ago