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It was a bit disconcerting earlier this evening when, while enjoying the properly strong lean-into-the-wind-to-stay-upright weather down at Lee-on-Solent, I spotted a pair of lightning strikes over on the Isle of Wight (probably somewhere around Ryde). Ground strikes, no less. Then another strike a minute later.

Then I had a thought, looked at the map, and realised that the island is only a few miles away. And, standing at the top of the bank above the promenade-or-whatever, I'm probably the tallest thing nearby. Um. Time to move inland, methinks...

Fortunately for me the storm trundled eastwards, *away* from where I was. If it got any closer my plan was to go and hide in one of the shops :)