I came in on the clearest of clear mornings. Just spectacular. The hint of mist on the paddocks, crisp and cool. I loved being in the early twilight, get those big awful streetlights away, I prefer the places with no street lighting. It was simply magic cycling along.
Now I've been at work 20 minutes and I can't see out the window. Thick fog! What happened to my lovely clear day? I know it will clear up in time for a great walk at lunch but it had been so beautiful.
I know ... the fog is very isolated, just here in the Parliamentary Triangle. The PM must have arrived. Her leadership is in a very shaky, clouded position. The fog has descended on APH and surrounds!
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