...if the weather is as bad as the weather report threatens I shall be coming up with an indoors-based Plan B...getting soaking wet in the rain is not a good idea right now, even if there are dinosaurs

...but I'm convinced weather reporting via shaking chicken bones is as reliable as the Met Office, so I shall reserve final decision until tomorrow morning - actually that more accurately should be later this morning as it is currently a quarter past three and I really should be getting some sleep - by the highly scientific method of weather analysis known in the trade as Looking Out the Window...

Lets hope for nice weather...it's been a nostalgic weekend already for me, and I'm on a roll.

The vague  snuffles I had yesterday have turned into a full blown cold, I will therefore, with extreme bad grace and grumpiness, not be going out to Crystal Palace Park this afternoon.  Instead I will be lying on the sofa eating soup before getting a train home early this evening.  I am not happy.  Pass the lemsip...

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