At the weekend I was in Porthcawl in Wales at an Elvis festival. It’s best not to ask why but suffice to say I wasn’t a participant, just an observer. Elvis was everywhere, and for some reason I found myself strangely drawn to the Elvis look-a-like dog show. I can safely say I have never seen anything quite like it and frankly hope to never again. There was no escape, not even in the chip shop, where Elvis serenaded us through our large cod, chips and peas.
In simple terms, fog is cloud at ground level. It can cover vast areas, vary in density and thickness, and, like clouds, comprises of a various types.