Oof. Trump. A real kick in the teeth this morning. Is education a thing of the past or it just simpler to believe in fear rather than rational thinking? Either way, Brexit doesn’t seem quite so catastrophic today, but the outside world did seem to echo the election results as I stood at the window with a hot mug of tea. Peering out into the storm I was quietly reminded of The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes: ‘The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. / The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.’ While it may seem the western world is writhing around at rock bottom, there are two things that ensure I stay positive. First, Dave noted rather wisely that ‘the night is darkest just before the dawn.’ This may be attributed to Batman but was actually first spoken by a seventeenth century theologian, and is a gentle reminder that once we reach the bottom of a cesspit, the only way is up. Secondly, my sister says that politics is all about action and reaction. Brexit, the election of Trump and the rise of right wing politics has been a hideous surprise, but it will be counteracted in equal measure by the people of my generation. For now, the autumn weather is vibrant and the landscape is full of energy; today is all about fresh air, fresh thinking and biscuits.