It’s that time of year again: Autumn transitioning towards Winter brings with it the fog.
Which reminds me that it always mystified me as to why North Americans in particular always associate London with fog – “London Fog” in fact. Perhaps it’s to do with too many people growing up with a false impression that London is always a really “foggy” place. Perhaps fuelled by too many TV documentaries about Jack the Ripper set in the dark foggy streets of Victorian London?
Who knows? The reality is that the mornings can tend to be really foggy at this time of year – but only for a few days in my experience. And today was one of them:
(This is the view as I walk down the street towards my nearest Route 79 bus stop this morning)