Edinburgh by gaslight

It seems the meteorologists were somewhat off the mark in their predictions of a dire winter in Britain this winter. Whilst eastern Europe has suffered under an unrelenting freeze, Britain seems to have escaped unscathed, and the season has been rather mild thus far. But not for much longer if we listen to the weatherpeople: temperatures are predicted to dip precipitously they claim.

I was skeptical when I first heard that pronouncement, but if today is any indication of what's to come then I may reconsider. A bright frost covered morning gave way to an overcast afternoon, and finally a thick clinging mist enveloped the city as the sun dipped below the horizon. The thermometer hasn't dipped too far below zero tonight, but the dense fog gave an extra chill to an already brisk evening and lent a dramatic atmosphere to the city as people and cars emerged from the gloom and quickly vanished again. Whilst I didn't catch sight of any tall men bedecked with top hats and canes skulking around in the miasma, I was impressed when I woman strode past me, a cloak with a blood red lining wrapped around her shoulders. An appropriately Victorian sight.

Hmm, come to think of it, I already have a cane. Perhaps it's time to seek out a top hat in preparation for the next pea-souper...?