So this is Summer, and what have we done?

Oh, Swansea, when will you stop teasing me?  We were on a roll with the real live summertime weather, up until about a week ago, when you had clouds descend upon us, and I don't just mean in the sky.  I mean that for the last week, or so, I have literally been walking through a cloud.  My umbrella is ineffective in this misty embrace.  Townhill has literally disappeared from view.  I can only imagine that the people living up there have stayed in their houses, looking through the windows at a white and hazy world, wondering where July and the sun went.  Perhaps, they are wondering, this is the apocalypse - this is how we're going to go; swallowed up in a slow-moving, seemingly inocuous, moist mass.  My God, that sounds disgusting.

Imagine more mist.