raindrops keep falling on my head

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I found myself whistling it this evening. It has been raining all, day, long. Not heavy rain, just the fine, incessant kind that feels at first like you have received a pleasant skoosh from a posh facial spray, but rapidly turns your hair into a frizz-fest. My daughter and I left the house this morning both wearing down jackets, but we really shouldn't have bothered. After a couple of days of what has felt like Edinburgh winter was well on its way, it is kind of mild again. We could really have done with some Guy Cotten classic marine rainwear, instead. So brilliant are this lot, that they do them in sizes to fit all the family.

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