Mists of mellow fruitfulness and all that jazz

 We left Rock HQ this morning in a grey cloud of non visibility and the morning s patrol with the clan did not seem too promising.

 However

 as we got higher

 things got brighter

 and we were

 in a

 magical world

 most of which was

 lost on my companions who

 wondered

 why we couldn't

 just get on with it

 rather than stop and

 go oooh

 just

look at that inversion.