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Today really felt like September. 

Don't ask me why, but it did. 

I could have gone out on my Couch-to-5k at first light, but it was misty and damp plus the weather forecast suggested (tentatively, and without prejudice) late morning could be sunny. 

I put my faith in the Met Office (no fool like an old fool) and waited. In fact it turned out to be accurate and I had another sweaty but enjoyable session. 

I had a long talk on the phone with my Edinburgh friend, mostly about family relationships and the psychology involved if your brother is a psychologist (his, not mine).

The rest of the day has been taken up by the usual trivia, such as finding a Blip and posting it. It is Dysart again, but of course the light changes with the weather, the time of year, and the tides, so...