I donned my summer clothes today (summer trousers, no coat and sunglasses). This was, however, a bad idea as I tempted the English weather into a comeback that rivalled Elvis Presley's post-humus number one back in 2005.

• It rained, a fair bit
• My sunroof was still open (though luckily somehow the rain stayed out, and my kindly neighbour put a note through the door to warn me)
• An old man threw a packet of salt at me in the coffee shop near the vet school. He just lobbed it over a small partition wall and it landed with a slap in my lap. I think it was probably accidental, but that's one hell of a twitch.