Wilton Road, 3rd May 2010

The first for what seemed like ages. The stalked pink was being hurried south by a biting northerly wind in the sun, and it hopped and twisted its way down the road past the indifferent buses and cabs. By the time my bus arrived it was still intact, rolling in a pedestrian corridor constructed as a safe passage by some roadworks.

Also, ironically, having decided not to include any more treed balloons due to their hardly fleeting nature, I honestly haven't seen one since the last.