Odd weather

I saw something on Saturday that I knew must happen, but I had never seen.

I was sitting in the Playhouse during the interval. When I looked over Leeds Market the rain was hammering down in sheets. However when I looked over the car park it was dry. I was sitting on the cusp of the rain and it was scything down on one side, and beautiful and golden sunshine in another.

If it was a film or a book it would mean something significant. As it was, it was both beautiful and odd.