”A foggy day in London Town” is the opening lyric of a jazz tune I’ve enjoyed playing many times but it was also a bit on the misty side in Loughborough today. It wasn’t too bad at home but, as we drove up to the car park at Beacon Hill, I was reminded how mist often gets thicker at higher altitudes. Sometimes you can punch through it but Beacon Hill, a little over 800 feet above sea level at the summit, isn’t in the right league to be much good at that game.

So much for letting my mum see the view of Loughborough and its environs that is often afforded from that vantage point. Nevertheless, it was still a decent little stroll and at least atmospheric if not illuminating.