Red sky at night, barn's alight...

It doesn't seem very long at all since I was complaining about the heat outside (and indeed, inside).

It is no longer brain meltingly hot; rather the temperature out there today is crisp, bordering on fresh. With the wind chill factored in, I would go so far to say that it is verging on parky. And at the same time, it is overcast. The wind is a south-easterly, blowing in from a rather chilly continent, methinks. If it's that cold from that direction, what on earth will a north-easterly feel like?

I may well be tempted to break out the little-used North Sea trawlerman's sweater at this rate, and I haven't done that for over ten years. The last time being, as far as I can recall, the Winter of 1990-91 when the snow lay in London for over a week - almost unheard of. But that was mid January, I recall, not early December.

It's going to be a cold, one folks.

Either that or I'm getting nesh in my old age...

Red sky at night, barn's alight...

It doesn't seem very long at all since I was complaining about the heat outside (and indeed, inside).

It is no longer brain meltingly hot; rather the temperature out there today is crisp, bordering on fresh. With the wind chill factored in, I would go so far to say that it is verging on parky. And at the same time, it is overcast. The wind is a south-easterly, blowing in from a rather chilly continent, methinks. If it's that cold from that direction, what on earth will a north-easterly feel like?

I may well be tempted to break out the little-used North Sea trawlerman's sweater at this rate, and I haven't done that for over ten years. The last time being, as far as I can recall, the Winter of 1990-91 when the snow lay in London for over a week - almost unheard of. But that was mid January, I recall, not early December.

It's going to be a cold, one folks.

Either that or I'm getting nesh in my old age...