From freezing cold fog which has provided everyone in the Lansdown area of Bath a good photo opportunity for next year's Christmas card (or this year's, if they're quick), it has switched today to dark, grey skies with rain blown along by a strong, South West wind.
It must have been the cold which brought this unusually large toad into the kitchen of my glamorous assistant yesterday - it was quite a shock to walk in and see it crouching on the floor next to the cooker.
I have never seen one so big. It gave his daughter quite a shock too, when she came downstairs to have breakfast before she went to school. Heaven knows how it got in - it's too big for the cat-flap.
The house is next to Bath's race-course, and the track is the oldest dedicated race-course in the country. I believe they were holding formal horse races there in the early 18th century. Maybe this toad's ancestors mated with one of the horses?