[jambutty]

In days of old when men were bold and teevees weren’t invented you could ‘hear’ a thunderstorm on the radio long before it arrived.

I were about 10 when one afternoon whilst listening to the radio by myself and a raging storm being all angry outside I saw a flash of light leave the radio and hit the wall opposite. The wallpaper was scorched and still warm by the time that I plucked up enough courage to have a look and feel. Strangely the radio, or wireless as it was known in those days, still worked. I’ll bet that the valves took a pounding though.

One thing to remember – if you see the lightning then you haven’t been hit. It’s a bit like getting shot. You never hear the gun shot. Not that I have ever been shot.