As I discovered at the Yorkshire Sculpture Park, pastels and rain do not mix! I retreated down the hill and managed to find limited shelter under a skinny tree, which allowed me one more quickie:
...but eventually, as you can see, the rain got through and I had to admit defeat. Luckily for me, one of the buildings in the hamlet turned out to be a cafe, serving excellent home-made flapjacks and hot coffee. Much deserved I reckon!