What a delightful walk home from the station in the snow, floating down out of a dark sky, swirling in the breeze and being caught in the car lights and street lights. And landing on my nose. I hope it lies on the ground...
And (joy of joys) the tree at the Green is still lit up! I can't believe it - 3 days and counting!
Dontcha just lurve Streatham?
I take the Fifth on that one...
ReplyDelete"Landing on my nose" left me with the delightful image of you dropping smack on your gob in the high street. Was disappointed when I found I had misread.
ReplyDelete(Sorry - just misdirecting my "Pete came fifth" malcontent)
I'm still bitter at the fact that London hasn't seen any snow this winter (unles you count Christmas and I was in wales then)
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