This is Ross. The clouds looked really bad but we decided to stay at the fair. Of course, that was the wrong decision. It got super windy about 4 minutes after I took this picture and the raindrops can down in the size of small rodents. All of the portable gazebos began to blow away and the fair field emptied in about 3 minutes flat. It rained for the next hour or so before it stopped and turned the day into a normal dreary English summer day. Ross thought the cloud was forming a funnel and wanted to warn people to get into their storm cellars. Madge and I just wanted to go home. We went home.
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