Here's a photo just taken out of the window here in Manchester (which is roughly level with the top of Wales on the map). As you can see, the sky is so thick with dust that at 5.45pm it's like midnight, and I'm choking to death with the acrid fumes
I did hear a report that a little dust had settled in the northernmost parts of the UK last night, but whether that is due to the volcano or to poor housekeeping, I shouldn't like to say.
But patches of dust are up there. A few planes are getting in and out of Scottish and N. Irish airports now, but basically all English airports are closed, as are those from Paris up into Scandinavia and across to the Ukraine.
Had I been scheduled to fly today, I would have been glad to be grounded. The idea of jet engines inhaling dust which includes fine glass and other goodies at 30,000 feet isn't at all appealing.
Andy
PS The leaves haven't fallen from my trees - ash is always slow to awake in spring.
