Posted by Tania Kindersley.
It is a most peculiar day. The sky is heavy and overcast; there is no air anywhere. Everyone is feeling rather aching and old lady-ish and light in the head. My sister says it is because a cloud of low pressure is hanging over us. All I know is that I have no useful thought in my head.
To take my mind off it, I am still playing about with my new camera:
You can see I have not really got the hang of it yet, but I am bashing on.
PS. Very glad that everyone loved the delightful Danes and their special bus driver. It does make me want to fly off to Copenhagen this very moment.