I was standing at the bus stop at about 7 o’clock last night when it suddenly dawned on me – impinged upon my consciousness – that I was looking at a red sky. At night
How long is it since we had one of those?
There was some lowish, mostly stratus cloud, criss crossed by narrow contrails, and the sky was covered by a high mist which glowed, like back lit gauze on a stage. And these striations of orangey pink
The mood has stayed with me. I did not even have to make sure I caught a weather forecast on local radio this morning to tell me what I could wear
