It has been a grey, dark, joyless day – a soulless day monotonously passed in a succession of wet hours; the rain wasn't even bold enough to pour - instead it cowardly drizzled here and there, never gathering enough courage to burst with all its might. It has been a day in summer that felt like a day in autumn, except - unlike an autumn day - it lacked a tangible crispy freshness in the air....
