A Respite!

Wednesday morning dawns bright and clear. So I set off for a little ride. No sooner do I reach the marshes when a dark, dank mist descends. Just a weak, milky sun, the occasional distant sound of the Beachy Head fog warning. Hark! Is that the barking of dogs I can hear?? Nooo, that's no dogs, that's hoonds, hoonds aah say, Capn......
Better get a shift on then!