Not Propitious Weather

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Despite his instinctively optimistic view on meteorology and his strong desire to witness a full day's play at the Cocklawburn Beach Cricket Club and Campanology Academy, the Professor was forced to admit that the weather conditions did not look propitious.


Not Propitious Weather
Location: Cocklawburn Beach

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