Actually, it takes me back to one Easter as a kid. On this occasion, my family (2 parents, me and my brother) piled in the family car and joined a convoy of my mum's two sisters and their family to go for an Easter picnic and find someplace to roll our Easter eggs. After what seemed like hours, we all pulled up at the side of a loch with a flat bit and a wee hill.
Parents dug the rugs and primus stoves out of the cars, aunties retired behind a convenient tree for whatever they do there

There rushing towards us, like a hollywood special effect, was a wall of cloud. Everything was hastily gathered up (not easy for a primus stove) and everybody dived into cars just as the blizzard swept over us. I think it took twice as long to get home as it did to get there, but at least we didn't have to make the tea when we got in, we just unpacked the sandwiches and ate them.
Back in 2021, the sun's just come out again...