The Waiting Man

... fell like a net...

Last night was one of those real, sweltering, almost baking nights where you'd remove your own skin if it meant you could cool down a little more, or decide that sleeping in the neighbour's swimming pool would be worth the trespassing charge

And now - rolling storms across the city, but all I've seen is a little rain that dried on the windscreen almost immediately, leaving dirty marks from the smoke particles that were mixed with the water as it fell...

Summer in the city