Clouding over

I have to get up at something like 6am tomorrow in order to catch the train that will take me to my horrendous work-organised "away day" in a seaside hotel. I am dreading the entire thing. It is the last great hurdle to surmount before the month ends, the year pivots, and everything begins its reassuring retreat into the muted colours and crisp tones of autumn.

I shall see you on the other side.