Cloud Spotting

I’ve lost track of the number of hours I’ve sat at the airfield waiting for the weather to clear.  This morning I left a sleeping mother and baby and drove down hoping to exploit the recent spell of clear skies.  Except, of course, today the sky was impenetrably grey.  I waited a couple of fruitless hours before going home.  As if I didn’t feel bad enough scurrying away to indulge myself, I waste a whole morning and have the expense of travelling there and back.  Bloody clouds.