Yesterday we had a glorious day at Lockhart Towers.  Dry, crisp and sunny - ideal winter weather!  The dogs and I thoroughly enjoyed our walk up into the hills when I was trying to escape my paperwork and here is how the weather looked for us:



Stevan, on the other hand, was at an outdoor event about 3 miles away (as the crow flies), and when he came home mid-afternoon he was absolutely soaked to the skin.  And this is why:

Just look at how hard the hailstones are hitting the sea:



The hail had even managed to get into his wellies.

And following on from my photo of Pretty Thing yesterday, here is proof that it did reach its recipient safely.   Here's my lovely sister, Anne, with her Pretty Thing being put to good use.



Perfect!