Today has been sunny from the word go. This morning we did all our shopping and in the early afternoon I did the essential garden chores while Mrs Steve cleaned all the downstairs. All the while, the sun beamed down. At about 3.30, Mrs Steve got her sun lounger out of the shed and put it up. That very minute, that very minute I tell you, the sun went behind a cloud and didn't come out again. This not only confirms Sod's Law, it also proves that either (a) there is no God, or (b) there is a God but he's a complete piss-taking bastard.