Fog

Some interesting weather this morning.  Tim had been looking forward to a foggy walk, but when we opened the curtains, it was clear as anything.  Then when he was having breakfast, the fog started rolling in.  And then it rolled away again by the time he set out on his walk.  But it came back again while he was out.  You get the picture - it was changeable. 

Today marks 30 years since my dad died.  Unbelievable that it can be that long.  I exchanged messages with my family this morning; we all agreed that he would have been proud of us, and also that he'd have loved the internet and being able to get a weather forecast on your phone.  (Fond memories of his intense concentration when the forecast came on the TV.   Feels fitting that the weather was so interesting today.)