Without: A certain black logo’d hoody.
Some kind of contrast weather wise to January 1, 2013: 365 days ago, the sun shone all day and it was so unseasonably warm that everyone and their dog were out and about for a New Year’s Day stroll. In fact, people threshold was reached so quickly that day, we didn’t even stop the car, but returned straight back to the sanctuary that is No61.
This year: driving wind and horizontal rain, courtesy of the back end of the latest in a series of storm systems moving through over the holiday period. Such grim, set-in weather in fact that no external mission was attempted. Still, cease repining: tomorrow promises (slightly) better weather, so an effort to get higher may be made.