Decisions.

Decisions. Decisions. Cornwall might be warm or flippin’ freezing and I’m damned if I carrying down loads of clothes I’ll never wear. You see, I’ve got books, important ones and ones I want to read, and yes, some are heavy. I’m going by train so I can’t just throw in those ‘just in case’ items. I half watched Harrsion Ford in Firewall. It absolutely chucked it down most of the way through. I’ve been in weather like that – in Cornwall. So while weather is good to project mood in fiction, it’s rubbish when you have to guess what conditions will be like in a Cornish April.