RED SKY AT MORNING . . .

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

Lovely day here in the youkay. If you have a second coming over there, please let us know as we usually get it about a week after.

I'd go and stock up on loaves and fishes.

bizarre out there

waiting for the storm

I hear ya only need one of each.

Our morning sky is the color of Velveeta.

No, wait, I just need to clean my glasses.

One of each?

Bugger! I'm always getting this type of thing the wrong way round.

I spent my entire childhood sitting in cupboards and shouting. It was in my teens that someone then told me that the old saying was actually:

Children should be SEEN and not HEARD.


What the bloody hell am I going to do with 200 baguettes?

Hmmmm . . . . food for thought . . .

I have never saw a sky like that. Your description makes me recall a Vardis Fisher novel, in which the very early humans cowered in fear each time they witnessed red sunsets or sunrises. They figured the sun must be having a very bloody battle and might not come up again.

I'm going to try and bring a friend's photo over from FB that shows what it was like on her side of town.



it was mistier here, so the effect was even eerier

Awe, it's inspiring.