A very grey day

To say that today was grey does the word no justice whatsoever.
Grey can be so many beautiful things.
A cup of tea, a somewhat fetching colour of a fine steed, even an embryonic idea on a hung over morning.
It was effin awful.
Cold, raw, damp, the sort of day when all I can think of is hot soup and a warm spot.

And, I haven't checked my lottery ticket yet. (Just in case you were wondering)


Ah well. Until tomorrow....