With the government dept responsible for organising the weather in limbo, we had to make do with a cold and dull day. We made good use of it though with lots of training, trial lessons and an instructor renewal. The odd bit of sunlight gave a few broken thermals but nothing of much use. That is until the last flight of the day, when sun on the side of the valley gave a six knot thermal. The hangar packers wondered where we had gone.