Today I decided to head off to Tesco in Ramsgate as opposed to my usual Whitstable haunt, for no other reason than I am bored with driving down the same roads day in day out. When I left the house it was raining and there were the passing rumbles of thunder in the distance. The cats seemed pretty ok with it for once, so I thought it safe to leave them a short while. (The first storm Freddie experienced she hid under the bed protecting Mouse for all she was worth) The trip to Ramsgate, as the local readers will know, is pretty much open roads in wide open spaces. The view tends to be flat with the Pfizer mini-conurbation, small airport and power station thingy in the distance. It was as I reached this part of the journey that the storm really set in. The lightning was so spectacular that I pulled the car over to watch at one point. Viscious effulgent blue veins splitting the sky. Thunder that shook the car as it sat stationary at the side of the road. It was the second time this week I have thought it a pity to not be carrying a camera, or even God forbid, a camera phone. A wide open space, rain, lightning, thunder - I might have been nervous if it hadnt been for Richard Hammond.

Oh and Faraday of course.

The storm continued for some time, through my trip to Tesco, all the way home and into the late afternoon. I fell asleep in my usual end of term way and when I awoke the sky was once more cerulean and the clouds had dispersed, like it had never happened. Although x amount of thousands of people saw it, watching alone from my car, I was tinged with a sense of melancholy as it felt like I was the only one to have really seen it.