I object, now and again, at how meager most English storms are. Today, the weather has obliged me. Thunder rumbled fitfully in partly-blue skies all afternoon. Late in the day, the thunderstorm began, heavy rain saturating the greenery, lightning striking. Eventually, i thought I'd go home, the length of the garden: and then, before I could, the torrential rain added hail to its repertoire. It's bouncing against the windows of my office.