It's 7.30am and I'm in bed peering out of the window at the thick cloud and fog. Its bloody freezing. Just saw the weather on the tele and they say the fog will burn away later and it will be nice. Didn't do a single bit of writing yesterday. 11 hours on a plane and I didnt pick up my pen once. We woke up early at the Premier Inn yesterday. We went downstairs and had a Costa to wake ourselves up, and then got ready to leave. It was dark, pissing with rain and th...