Madam, – On Tuesday, I drove into the sunset like a cowboy on a horse. The evening was beautiful and there was a blood red sky. I was in my element at the thought of the old adage “a red sky at night is a shepherd’s delight, a red sky in the morning is a sailor’s warning” and I looked forward to lovely sunshine on Wednesday morning. To my surprise it was dull, dark and dismal, not unlike the country’s economy. Even my old adage has has had its swansong. – Yours, etc,