Even Gene Kelly would have been hard pressed to dance his way through this morning's wet and wild commute - I nearly had my eyes put out by numerous umbrellas, stepped in a puddle right to my middle, and, crossing Hope Street, I swear I saw a parade of animals heading for the Broomielaw to board an ark!

Mind you, in Glasgow, it's a wonder we aren't all born with webbed feet...

This trio were caught in a cloudburst, in Buchanan Street, in 1966, when posh folk could still drive right to the door and then park outside their work.