The weather is absolutely awful this morning - cold rain in a breeze - miserable. It’s the worst type of Winter weather. Give me sub-zero temperatures with clear blue skies any day.

I’ve made a good strong start to National Novel Writing Month, with 2031 words under my belt yesterday. I’m going to be under pressure to keep that output up during the week due to work pressure, however. Good as that is, Paul O’Mahony has written 3,000 of the 50,000 word poem he has committed to writing.