For almost a week we've had nothing but leaden grey skies in the North West, creating a dreary twilight atmosphere and many a sullen facial expression to match. What a relief it was this morning to wake to a frosty blue sky, strieked in a miscellany of little white clouds, including a row of herring bone clouds. In the west, a big pale moon hung like a paper lantern in the branches of a leafless tree.
Then, up rose a brilliant Autumnal sun, casting long shadows on pavements and walls. What a relief it was to feel it's seasonally-diminishing warmth. It wasn't to last. By mid-morning, a grey blanket of cloud approached from the west. Now, the sullenness is returning
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