Happily, the exact time when I was flying this morning happened to favour us with ceilings above 1600, good visibility, and even a decent horizon, as we reviewed circuit procedures and specialty take offs and landings.
As an added bonus, the sky portrait was a phenomenally beautiful distraction, with a Monet-like colour palette, hues all blending together, and a Dali-esque sun, a clearly defined golden disc, peeking out through a veil of gauzy greys and blacks as we turned crosswind each time on 08. Very nice.