Fire, fire

Great colours greeted me this morning when I got up. Sadly early, which is a bit stupid as I will be up late this evening, as we have several waves of visitors starting to arrive today.

Let's hope that I'll be out of footnote hell by then. Must press on. Just the conclusions to write.

I particularly liked the clouds and especially the one that looks like a parachute over the castle. Perhaps Brenda is just arriving....

I see that one of my 'laws' was in operation a year ago today: that it always rains when we go to the Book Festival. Let's see if that applies this year as well (although if it doesn't it will be the exception that proves the rule).