Or so we are led to believe, based on the dubious evidence of a gradual and feeble brightening of the muddled. misty, milky mess that is our dull steely sky/horizon/bay alloy.
The world is still spinning on its axis.
The weather is shite.
Today is Friday. Party on!
* see how I narrowly avoided a lawsuit for copyright infringement from Her Ladyship‘s legal team there? Bless the cunning use of tenses in tense situations…