I was set to go out at 6.30 this morning.
Looked out of the window having woken up at 6.05; fog. Not dramatically foggy, but enough to make me think about the descents I'd be making.
Then I went to the toilet, and it wasn't so much a case of the bottom falling out of my world, but the world... You get what I mean.
Half an hour later, and I got a redux of the above.
Match postponed until tomorrow. Which means I could have had a few last night, instead of being a good boy and going to bed at 9.30. Doubly frustrating, given the way the weather panned out eventually.