What a difference a day makes

Woke to thick frog, the ferries lowing in the Strait. Later it cleared a bit. Had a ridiculous wine that was, wasn't, was,  discounted spat with Customer Services but emerged victorious minus 20 minutes of life wasted. In the end I took the discount sign from the shelf and presented it to the guy who was good natured-ish about it all. 

But the day flew away in fragments, sliding off into the cold damp air. Then later we had a power cut out of the blue as night had fallen. Lovely with candles and stove burning brightly.

This was the best I could come up with, pulling off the road on the way to Tesco and slogging through muddy field edges. I've always liked the roll of land on these end butts of the North Downs before they tumble into the sea.