So far, no snow, but when I was on the train on Wednesday I wondered if I would get back without seeing some of the white stuff.
It is too cold to take many photos as my fingers lose their feeling. But here is the palace of Westminster from the South Bank yesterday afternoon.
It made me think of Simon and Garfunkel. You remember, this song, a nice mix of John Donne and the sixties:
I plan to visit Mother this afternoon, taking a book of poetry for her and a CD of Christmas music. Maybe I should have got her some more vests. They may be her New Year’s present.