When pigs fly!
Sunrise: 07.42 Sunset: 04.07
You know the saying: “I will give you permission to marry my daughter when you bring home a flying pig”? Well, I prefer the phrase: “When I am able to pick a fresh green alkanet flower in late November.” Plainly, it is no longer safe to use this expression – not having taken this photograph earlier today. The world is spinning out of control. The way the weather is at the moment, we might be sunbathing in Kidderminster after our Christmas lunch.