Inclement

As we crawl towards the end of the year, we had a team quiz to celebrate, organised by my workmate Rob. It was tough; one round was to identify obscure (and mostly defunct) African airlines by the logos and designs on the tails of aircraft. And the standard inclusion for a bunch of conservationists: identifying the poo of African wildlife.

Today’s weather was extremely inclement. Hannah fought her way through strong gales on the motorway and flooded country lanes to reach Devon. With ferocious winds and sea spume flying through the air, we hunkered down in an empty pub beer garden and feasted on fish and chips.