It is amazing how you can delude yourself. The sun was momentarily out, so although I could clearly see the cloud like a monstrous crow trailing long tails of rain, I convinced myself it was going inland and it was safe for a quick row round the island.
So I went out in Kittiwake, and Nigel went out in Millie (that's him in the middle distance).
And it came down in stairrods.
Nothing is nastier than driving home in wet underpants.