Each individual raindrop can clearly be seen as it hammers down against the pavement.

The wind driving the rain horizontally onto your face stinging in its ferocity, a howl emanates from the rooftop as the wind creates its song passing over the chimneys.

Wearing a ¾ length coat with a hood pulled tightly around my head; my trouser legs are soaked through, the water dribbling now down my leg into my shoe.

The pavement is narrow against the road as cars drive through as if the weather was normal, not caring what happens to the spray they create as it goes under my coat.

Feeling cold, wet and miserable I continue.

Seeing a bus shelter I seek its sanctuary whilst waiting for a slackening of the downpour.

Looking skywards the clouds darken angrily as the mass of Columbus clouds seem to grow before my eyes.

A growl surges through the air with a strange electric feel as lightening flashes down and lights up the road, another thunderclap soon follows as I scrunch my shoulders together and tuck my head down.

15 minutes I wait until the rain, thunder and lightening have spent their energy, for now.

Emerging from the shelter the Columbus clouds seem to have more form in them as the darkness at the bottom lightens at the top. The sun tries to break through the barrier of cloud and creates even more shape and form to the clouds as I start on my journey again.