Watching the Burnley v Sheff Utd match earlier and the commentator was doing the usual 'grim up north' spiel and, with about 10 mins to go he said, "...and to make matters worse, it's absolutely pouring down." So I shouted to my dog, Milo, who was sunning himself in the back yard, "Did you hear that lad? Pouring it down out there." He lifted his head, looked at me as if I had lost me marbles, then went back to dozing in the sun. I live about a mile and a half away from Turf Moor, yet it took almost 2 hours before I saw any rain.