I met a friend in a nearby town for breakfast this morning, and it was almost spring-like when I first got in the car, with blue skies and sunshine. Two miles down the road and, although I still needed the sun visor down, a message appeared on my dashboard warning me "Beware of ice and slippery roads. 2.5°C". Amazing how a sunny day with little or no wind can seem much warmer than it really is. It had turned cloudy by the time I got to my destination twenty miles away and, when we were leaving the restaurant after breakfast, the rain had returned, making the day suddenly seem much colder. The rain turned to sleet on the way home, and then a few hours later it was back to blue skies. There's a saying where I live: "You can get four seasons weather in one March day." Today certainly lived up to that saying. I'm just hoping the old tale about March coming in like a lion and going out like a lamb proves to be true this year...
The town where we met for breakfast is on the River Shannon (which, at 360 km or 224 miles, is the longest river in the whole of Britain and Ireland). After probably the wettest February on record, the river is beginning to flood parts of the town. Here's a photograph I took after breakfast showing some of the flooding:
The pale-blue building on the far left is the local multiplex cinema. The car park in front of it is flooded, and they've had to make a temporary raised pathway through the flood water to enable customers to actually get to the front door...