Weather is extraordinarily local. Some years ago we watched a little storm settle over Barrowford and proceed to thrash the town. We were troubled by some gentle rain.
Where we live now, we are in the lee of some high ground, clouds sweep across from York, up over the high ground where the clouds drop their rain, we get some refreshing showers. If you watch the weather maps, you can see this little local effect quite often. I hesitate to claim this is due to my presence. Local forecasting by looking outside is the necessary fine tuning if you have a field of grass to cut (not my job now, but once very important to me).
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