A Foggy Day

But not in London Town.

It was very patchy .......and very thick in places.

Have you ever listened to the pylons hum and crackle in the fog?
It feels much 'safer' in (what appears to be) the middle of nowhere.
I was considering climbing the stairs but thought worn trainers with no grip and wet, slimy wooden steps may not go together very well.

The weather kind of went with my mood after visiting Dad ........ he was probably as bad as I have seen him - almost comatose and making no attempt to communicate at all.

I did cheer up a bit after visiting a friend afterwards for a coffee though.