Shades of grey . . . just like the weather. The forecast is the same for the week ahead.

Back from a walk for a few groceries I couldn’t find my door key. I did have the spare. I checked all my pockets twice and was panicking because I’ve already lost one key this autumn. I put the chilled food in the fridge and was about to retrace my steps when I suddenly remembered the tiny zipped pocket in my trousers. It was there, though I was sure I’d put it in the inside pocket of my jacket.