It's been torrential rain all day. The streets are all but empty, everyone putting off until tomorrow the errands that can wait. Those who do brave it purse their lips and squint against the wind, gripping their umbrella handles. The wind laughs in the face at my attempt to be gay, my cherry print clear brolly flapping feebly as I point it into the gale to prevent its being turned inside out. Rubbish bins become graveyards for cheap umbrellas fallen victim to the gusts, their spokes sticking out at awkward angles like birds with broken wings.
We are not skipping through puddles and laughing at clouds. Real autumn rain belies the relentless optimism in songs like Raindrops Keep Falling, Singin' In The Rain and I Don't Care What The Weatherman Says. I do care what the weatherman says, and I am most emphatically not singin'.
Still, here's some rainwear related eye candy to cheer us all up. These all come from magazines of 1949-50 - not one of my earlier magazines feature rainwear, and suddenly along comes 1949 and wet weather gear explodes onto the fashion scene.
December 1949 & September 1950