But not necessarily in that order.
Part three of this tale of adventure and wanderings in the town of Weston-Super-Mare relates to a look at the adverse conditions, i.e. RAIN. Once the mandatory noticing of an empty beach was over we took to strolling along the front heading towards the Carter’s steam fair, but a storm interupted our journey so time to stop and shelter; an excuse for another cup of tea. For others it appears that if it is peeing down you go and stand by the toilets.
Horse and trolley man has had enough, he’s heading home. The rain did stop so we try again to make it to the fair.
Oh no, not again, time to run for cover.
Okay, so the steam fair turned into a stream fair; enough is enough, back to the bus. But on the way home it was time for the fire in the title of this post to show itself. We had maintained a good speed until everything came to a sudden stop; the cause was just in view ahead of us.
It wasn’t long before the firemen brave and bold took control of the blaze.
Then we were on our way again.
Not long though when we drove into another storm.
This one was followed by a rainbow, aw isn’t that nice? What a pretty end to the day?