Can't see the wood for the fog

I think we've been promised some sun tomorrow.  It would be very welcome except it shows up the dust, but that's a small sacrifice to pay.

Now call me soft if you like, but we've decided not to pursue the delivery driver who rammed our gate-post.  He put a note through the door yesterday afternoon asking if he could repair it himself or pay off the costs in instalments.  As he is no doubt struggling to make ends meet, and it's Christmas, I think we can afford to be generous.  Heaven help the next one though.

Just mucking about on Photoshop in case you thought I drove around the countryside with misted up car windows.