Five Minutes Of Blue Sky.

After leaving the cinema late this afternoon, I managed to catch a blink-or-you'll-miss-it window to the rest of the troposphere over Britannia; the only respite during a day that has seen near-incessant rain and a claustrophobic layer of low cloud blanketing the city.

A odd thing was seeing an open-topped tour bus taking early-season tourists to see the former Royal Yacht - what would they see on such a trip, aside from the near-infinite combinations of grey that only a cold day in Winter can offer?