The trouble with not blogging is I end up with so much to write about I can’t choose.
So tonight I shall let some pictures do most of the talking.
Maybe we shall have snow in a few weeks; maybe there will be frosts; but for the moment spring is in the air.
Not Cat’s pink nose nearly made me call him Rudolph, and as of today he has another yuletide dimension; bells. Plural. Up until yesterday he had one bell. I bought some more thinking to attach them to his collar to warn the birds. But he has become a two-bell cat for his own safety, not that of the birds. Continue reading
I find it hard to say I am a cyclist. My daily journeys on two wheels hardly seem to merit the term. I’m a person with a bike, which I acquired by accident rather than design. That probably makes me even more of a fake.
I was mildly embarrassed today when I was hailed by a real cyclist, one who cycles lots of miles and threads his way through London, as one of his tribe. I felt like a complete fraud.
I am the most faint hearted of bike riders. I am scared rigid of lorries, of fast cars that drive within ten feet of me, of turning right, of unheeding pedestrians, of unknown roads, of potholes. Continue reading
Looking at yesterday’s photographs, I am so struck by the blueness of the sky. The morning was misty, but then the mist burned off. Today, it started misty again, and by and large it stayed that way. Such a contrast.
Living in the city, I seem to have an awful lot of windows in my photos, so here’s a bunch. And naturally, there’s a picture of my cat among them.
More blurring…
All these statues are quite close to each other. But the pictures are details or oblique shots. Can you identify them? Some are easier than others.
Put your answers in a comment.
Good Luck!
Cat bounced around so much in today’s snow that most of the pictures I took of him were a blurry mess. But I quite like this one of him as the intrepid explorer emerging from behind the car.
I was at Somerset House ice rink, which may have been too good a thing given how cold it was already.
It’s very pretty and the perfect pre-Christmas activity. This was a private thing. I think it opens to the public tomorrow or Tuesday.
A drink with friends at the nearby Coalhole rounded it off nicely.
Cheers!
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